Pierre, a brave French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend,
Marie, out for a pleasant little picnic by the River Seine. Its 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 wine and splashes it on Maries
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 in the
water, Marie throws her arms upwards and screams furiously,
PIERRE, WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING?
Our hero stands up defiantly and says, I am Pierre the fighter
pilot! If I go down, I go down in flames!
