— You're lucky, Grandpa: you knew the good old days, when we drank real champagne at school on Saint Charlemagne's Day.

— You should mend my pants: the days are getting longer.
— But yes, at the end of January, the days are getting longer, everyone knows that.

— Now, pedestrians know what they have to do. If they get run over, they'll be prosecuted for negligent homicide!

— Look, sir, lady, this is the cheaper living section of one of our biggest stores that wishes to remain anonymous!