mister third-floor-chemist thinks he has stumped me by switching to french. i smile serenely at his miscalculation. plus, i have two other languages up on him and in a pinch can resort to denis and heath for insults in bosnian, old english, greek and russian, not to mention the singaporeans for malay, italian, spanish, japanese and tamil, so the war is still on and heavily to my advantage! (of course, the moment i post this it shall emerge that he also knows norwegian, korean, arabic and twenty-seven indian languages...but we might as well get into the spirit of things.)

p.s., my reply to previous note had been: ji ran quan dou bu he tang le, ni jiu fei hua shao shuo ba! and this provoked the french.