France Sketchbook: “Fuckers!”

While sitting at a brasserie near Rue Mouffetard, a motorcyclist careened through the street, missing a family on foot by inches. He squealed his breaks, the father yelled and gestured something like “what the hell dude!” and the motorcyclist yelled “Fuckers!” That thing on his arm is a cast… not a sock puppet.

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