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Parisian Perverts of the week.

France: a hot-bed of perversion, and subsequently venerial disease. And don’t forget who French Kissing, and French Letters were named after. There’s just something untrustworthy about those sly garlic-smelling cheese-eating hairy-armpitted Frenchy types. Not only that, but they wouldn’t know good decent entertainment if a player piano rolled right over them. Really, this sort of shenanigans can only lead to trouble. And I find the military references in this article in poor taste.

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