The old American absent mindedly arrived at French customs at Paris airport and fumbled for his passport. "You have been to France before Monsieur?", the customs officer asked sarcastically.

The ancient Yank admitted that he had been to France before. "Then you should know enough to have your passport ready for inspection", snapped the irate official.

The American said that the last time he came to France he did not have to show his passport.

"Impossible, old man. You Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France." The old American gave the Frenchman a long hard look.

"I assure you, young man, that when I came ashore on Omaha Beach in Normandy on D- Day in 1944, there was no dam Frenchman on the beach asking to see my passport!"

 

French, don't you just feel like smacking one?

 

they are some ungrateful fluckers....

smacking is a good start

 

You know how they have them stupid bumper stickers like:

"Have you hugged your kid today"

Well how about this?:

"Have you smacked the sh*t out of a frenchman today?"

 

Can you not feel the love?

 

Question: when do the French like us???
Answer: When German troops are drinking wine in Paris.
I think it's time for us to go get our dead in Normandy and bring them home. Let me be the first to volunteer to go.

 

smpoyser:

That's a great idea, but it will take a sh*t load of people to do it. You see there would be a major problem...

It would takes days, if not weeks, if not months getting past all the French holding "white" flags when they see us coming...

 

Then again, perhaps we could first drop leaflets stating:

"Bend over and bark at the moon"

 

I hear with a little barbacue suace, frenchman taste like rattlesnake.