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Jacques Pierre- The French Fighter Pilot

Jacques Pierre- The French Fighter Pilot
Jacques Pierre- The French Fighter Pilot One lovely afternoon, Jacques Pierre, the French fighter pilot was having a picnic with his new lady friend under a tree. She was very intrigued by him, as sh...

Jacques Pierre- The French Fighter Pilot

One lovely afternoon, Jacques Pierre, the French fighter pilot was having a picnic with his new lady friend under a tree. She was very intrigued by him, as she had never been with a fighter pilot before. Soon enough, her emotions got the best of her, and she exclaimed “Kiss me, Jacques!” So he grabs the bottle of red wine- splashes it on her lips, and gives her a passionate kiss. Although she liked the kiss, the woman asks “why did you splash red wine on my lips?” He responds, “I am Jacques Pierre, the French fighter pilot. And I always have red wine with red meat.”

Intrigued, the woman decides to move things along. After a few minutes of passionate kissing, she says to Jacques “Go lower.” So he rips open her blouse, grabs the bottle of white wine- splashes it on her chest, and then sucks it off her breasts. The woman asks “why did you splash white wine on my chest?” He responds, “I am Jacques Pierre, the French fighter pilot. And I always have white wine with white meat.”

So she lets things continue as they have; and after a few more minutes she says “Go lower.” So he rips off her panties, pours Cognac all over her crotch, then lights it on fire. The woman jumps up screaming, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!”

He calmly replies, “I am Jacques Pierre, the French fighter pilot. And when I go down, I go down in flames.”

There were once a man that was claimed to be the laziest man on earth

There were once a man that was claimed to be the laziest man on earth

The day the postman retires.

The day the postman retires.