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In Heaven, the lovers are French, the police are British, the mechanics are German, the cooks are Italian, and it's all organized by the Swiss.
In the other place, the cops are German, the cooks are British, the lovers are Swiss, the mechanics are French, and it's all organized by the Italians.
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I remember seeing her in a TV interview, talking about her pets.
"I have zee Spaniel Cockair and ze menkey. Ze menkey, she make ze...ow you zay...poo poo (giggle giggle) on ze floor."
Well, it was cute when SHE said it.
A good many years back I had a brief 'romantic' interlude with a woman who spoke fluent French - no wonder they call it the language of love.
In Heaven, the lovers are French, the police are British, the mechanics are German, the cooks are Italian, and it's all organized by the Swiss.
In the other place, the cops are German, the cooks are British, the lovers are Swiss, the mechanics are French, and it's all organized by the Italians.
And then there were the three French boys, a four-year-old, a six-year-old, and an eight-year-old, looking in a window.
The first said, "What are zay doing?"
The second said, "Zay are making love!"
The third shook his head and said, "And very badly."
Then there's the one about the guy who looks over at his wife and says "I badly want to make love to you." To which she replies "You usually do."
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