Feodor:[sings]Baboons on the road, what kind of sign is this? Baboons on the road, is this the end of bliss? I would rather see a rain of toads than hear that call: baboons on the road! I would rather see a rain of toads than hear that call, baboons on the road!
Count Borgia:Feodor, you know that I am fluent in twelve languages. Amongst all those noble and ancient tongues, there is but one solitary word that describes you with complete and total accuracy: putz.