Replying to
justin p, who said...
I read a statistic that in France, approx 4,000 French people per year roll/sprain their ankles as a result of slipping in dog shit. I used to work/live in south France and that place was full of shitty little toy dogs that could just shit wherever they pleased with reckless abandon and not so much as a 'pardon mon chien monsiuer.' But then Molly Foster tells me that in gay Paris, dog shit was practically non-existent. Go figure?