French Soldier: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction (IFIYGD)! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
A nifty phrase my always proper-in-public platinum blonde mother would use when sarcastically emphasizing to someone how truly little she was giving a shit.
Oh boy, that takes a big load off me for sure; ask me if I shiv a git!