French Chicks... What would YOU do?
I'll tell you what I'd do. It happened a few years ago when I was in Paris. I met a woman named Yvette. When she got me to her apartment, she stripped down and had armpit hair! She jumped me, and gave the equivalent of the "Pit Stop" That the Nasty Boys used to do the WWF. She kept screaming "Mange mes Pheromones!" and then I blacked out.
When I awoke, I was on a train to Yugoslavia with a man named Boris. He was real nice, and he bought me lunch to get me back on my feet.
