Pierre, a French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie,
out for a pleasant little picnic by the river. It's a beautiful
day and love is in the air, so Marie leans over to Pierre and
says: "Pierre, kiss me!".
So our hero grabs a bottle of red wine and splashes it on Marie's
lips.
"What are you doing, Pierre?" shrieks Marie.
"Well, my name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I
have red meat I like to have red wine!"
His answer is good enough for Marie and things begin to heat up.
So she says : "Pierre, kiss me lower." Our hero rips off her
blouse, grabs a bottle of white wine and starts pouring it all
over her breasts.
"Pierre, what are you doing?"
"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I have
white meat I like to have white wine!"
This answer pleases Marie, as they resume their passionate
interlude and things really steam up. Marie leans over once more
and softly whispers into his ear, "Pierre, kiss me lower."
Pierre tears off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and
sprinkles it all over her crotch. He grabs a match and lights
it on fire.
Patting the flames out furiously, Marie screams, "PIERRE,
WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!?"
"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I
go down, I go down in flames!
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