This is said to be a true story of an Englishman who was stopped and asked to
give a breathaliser test.
The Englishman lives near Le Bugue in the Dordogne and at the time
he was stopped he was as drunk as a skunk.
The gendarme signals to him to roll down the window then asks him if
he has been drinking.
With a slurring speech the English guy replies, “Yes, this morning I was at my (hic) daughter’s wedding, and as I don’t like church much I went to the nearby café and had several beers. ’Then during the wedding banquet I seem to remember downing three great bottles of wine (hic) . . . a corbieres, a Minervois and (hic) a Faugeres. ‘Then to finish off during the celebrations (hic) during the
evening, me and my mate downed two bottles of Johnny Walker’s black label.”
Getting impatient the gendarme haughtily says, “Do you understand I’m a
policeman and have stopped you for an alcohol test?”
With a grin on his face, the Englishman replies, “Do you understand that I’m English, like my car, and that my wife is sitting in the other seat, at the steering wheel?”
H/t FOTM’s CSM
~Eowyn
