Ahhh, zis sweet bucolic scene reminds me of my youth, froliciking amid ze weeds of la manche! Ah youth, i shall raise my glass to you!

Ah oui, 'rock lobster' 'ow very amusing I do not think! Do I deserve no dignity?

I 'ave no idea where I am.

Non! English! I will not be excluded from your 'ome! You may shut ze door but still I come!

Zis is a nightmare! Why am I upon zis stage? Do zey not realise zat I am uncomfortable wiz public occasions?!?