I Just Woke Up

Out of a somewhat deep sleep, and suddenly realised: I hate the French. I don't know why this particular thought came to my cerebellum, but it did.

I hate the French. The French in Quebec, I can stand, with admittedly a good glass of wine before dealing with, but no, it's the French French I can't stand.

How the fuck do you sink a French battleship?

What, you actually need an answer? Put it in fucking water. Why didn't you know that? Maybe it's YOU who needs to have their heads examined.

Two. Can you count to two? Two fucking world wars. Guess who lost both? That's TWO, not one, and they're both WORLD WARS, not, like REGIONAL DISPUTES. Hey, that's like losing the SuperFecta 10,112,00 times. Oh, sorry, missed a zero.

They are such arrogant fuckers. You think Americans are arrogant? Hey, they're AMERICANS. They are TOO DUMB TO BE ARROGANT.

A little knowledge is a very dangerous thing, and when you give it to the French, it remains A LITTLE KNOWLEDGE. And they use it in their various weaselish ways -- being snide, superficial, pedantic, righteous, upright-downright, but most of all, ARROGANT WITH NO PRIOR PERMISSION.

This alone is a crime.

But just BEING French should be automatically a life sentence with no possibility of NOT being French.