"- But, how do they make the holes in the cheese ? Do they inject air ?"
"- I can't stay here, let's move.
- why ?
- there are mushrooms.
- errr, and ?
- i feel like i'll inhale their spores. There's a guy that got a little fir tree growing in his lungs, you know !"
"- Don't breathe the spores ! You're going to turn into mushroom woman !!"
After loosing his 2nd shithead tournament (organised daily on the balcony facing the Mont Blanc):
"- I don't understand why you always win... i don't play sub-optimally !
- well, maybe i just play better
- but, that's the only way to play, following the rules !
- ...
- i don't mean "the rules", i mean the rules of optimal play !"
While playing the Mille Bornes, when he had a coup-fourré:
"- Cornichon !"
