>I tell you, ladies and gentlemen, when I hear that name, I picture it printed in German black-letter, in some venerable tome kept far from daylight, seen by scholars only – and even then, only by appointment. When I see that dog shitting, my cock stands like before the Hindenberg disaster, rearing up as though to arc over my belly with sheer brawn, seeking my mouth to lick the bits of sweetcorn from under its foreskin.
Mwaaghaaah...
THE FRENCH