A French Tale
By Nathan Kelly, Michael Griffin and Tom Harris

    Celebrated Frenchman, Costes de Beurre and his sidekick, Francois Mitterand continued to live raucously amongst the Spanish peasants, who reviled French culture. This made for difficult public scenes within their sphere of reasoning.
     "Bonjour, ami. Where are zee public records?" asked Costes de Beurre.
     The fickle peasants wouldn't impart any information.
     "Damn you Spaniards!" quoted Francois Mitterand.
     "You frogs are all French!" said the bartender, while serving Spanish Fly unwittingly, instead of brandy.
     Francois, dancing erratically, flirted fortuitously with Costes, doing flamenco and fellatio simulataneously.
     "Sacre bleu!" expleted Costes, pulling back his foreskin.
     "Ummnghmph" mumbled Francois coherently.
     Peasants stared, wishing Francois would accomodate everyone!! However, only Costes was gregarious enough to invite such attention. Don Juan came and offered to service bartenders everywhere, with directions on film.
     Meanwhile, parliamentary proceedings were conducted to appease Poseidon, who jealously flooded Paris with Spanish Fly.
     Chaos ensued. Parisian bakers dove deeply into breadsticks with their wives, clutching squalling rattlesnakes. Children fornicated copiously, while screaming "Long live Jean-Paul Sartre!" Confused obstetricians wondered openly about the vulva of Marie Antoinette.
     "Let my people eat breadsticks! Then cake!" said Costes, joyously. Francois left vodka on his naval base, which gurgled loudly.

                                                          -- Finis --

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