So this French cat, who smells, not so faintly like unpasteurized Stilton, teenage boys feet and anchovy vagina walks up to me and says...
Him: Allo Scott. Do you know oo I am?
Me: I do not, but it's nice to meet you.
Him: I am a very famous photographer.
Me: I would think that the best thing about being famous is that you never have to tell anyone you're famous.
Him: Go fuck yourself American asshole. (Storms off)
Me: OK. Good talk.
