I rather like your attitude. Have you some French blood coarsing through your veins? Vive to you, and your shit stirrings. My guilotine is at your disposal Monsieur.
Exactly right. My binman regularly leaves me a note 'Ne pas jeter la merde d'oie dans la poubelle' Perfect grammar, and he isn't covered in tats. Quite frankly, I wouldn't let Snowy near my bin.