My native language is Foul

Ever wonder what the guy checking IDs at a bar is thinking? Mostly, it's food or what color some broad's squirrel covers are, but some think higher thoughts - pondering the Universe's abhorrence of right-handed chirality, the morality of the Templar's predilection for usury and what the mathematical odds are that she is even wearing squirrel covers, the dirty tart.
My native language is Foul