Pierre, the French fighter pilot
Pierre, a brave French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie, out for a
pleasant little picnic by the River Seine. It's a beautiful day and love is
in the air. Marie leans over to Pierre and says: "Pierre, kiss me!"
Our hero grabs a bottle of Merlot and splashes it on Marie's lips. "What
are you doing, Pierre?", says the startled Marie. "I am Pierre the fighter
pilot! When I have red meat, I have red wine!" She smiles and they start
kissing.
When things began to heat up a little, Marie says, "Pierre, kiss me lower."
Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of Chardonnay and starts
pouring it all over her breasts.
"Pierre! What are you doing?", asks the bewildered Marie. "I am Pierre the
fighter pilot! When I have white meat, I have white wine!" They resume
their passionate interlude and things really steam up.
Marie leans close to his ear and whispers, "Pierre, kiss me lower!"
Our hero rips off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and pours it in
her lap. He then strikes a match and lights it on fire. Marie shrieks and
dives into the river. Standing waist deep, Marie throws her arms up and
screams furiously, "PIERRE, WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE DOING?"
Our hero stands up, defiantly, and says, "I am Pierre, the fighter pilot!
If I go down, I go down in flames!"
