Louis, The French Fighter Pilot

Louis, the French Fighter Pilot, was lying with his mistress nакеd in bed. As he was kissing her red, red lips, he stopped.
"To kiss your red lips, I need red wine." So he poured red wine over her lips and continued to kiss her. He moved on to her white, white вrеаsтs.
"To kiss your white вrеаsтs, I need white wine." So he poured white wine over her вrеаsтs and continued to kiss them. He then moved on to her bush. He poured brandy all over it and set it alight.
"Louis!" she screamed. "What are you doing?"
"Baby," he said, "when I go down, I GO DOWN IN FLAMES!"

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