Pierre, a brave French fighter
pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie,
out or 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 like to 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 like to
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 upwards 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! When I go down, I
go down in flames!"