Socks

But Jean Francois, you are French Canadian my friend! Your words could not matter to the Bad Dog. He rides a loud motorcycle and knows just about everything I'm afraid. You would need to have fought in a war, been shot, and dug out the bullet with your fingers to even speak in the same room as him. And even then, you would only be allowed to agree with him. If you made a point first, he would tell you how insignificant you are, or tell you that you aren't where he's from, or correct your punctuation if there's nothing else to poke at.

It's how he spends his days I'm afraid, lonely.

btw Baddog, I'm seriously considering Got Webhost for my next project