‘Allo, ‘allo! Bonjour mes ami! Ah herp zis blerg post finds vous all feeling tres bon.
You will be relieved to learn that the rest of the post doesn’t have to be read in an appalling French accent. It is not often that I have de Gaulle to share a passage (thank you Allison) of such concentrated punnage that it can make the eyes water at 50 paces. However, I defy you to read the thief’s response without a French accent.
THE PRICE OF PETROL IN FRANCE ?
A thief in Paris planned to steal some paintings from the Louvre.
After careful planning, he got past security, stole the paintings and made it safely to his van. However, he was captured only two blocks away when his van ran out of petrol.
When asked how he could mastermind such a crime and then make such an obvious error, he replied, “Monsieur, zat is the reason I stole ze paintings. Ah had no Monet to buy Degas to make ze Van Gogh.And now I ‘ave Toulouse my freedom.“……………
Right, onward and upward. In the Gallic spirit of today’s post, we’ve got Jean-Francois Millet taking one for the team.
ONE THURSDAY AFTERNOON ON THE JIHADI PRACTICE RANGE: “Honestly Fatima, I don’t know why they bother burying them. There isn’t even enough of Ahmet to put in a match box let alone a coffin.