Subject: Pierre the French fighter pilot 

Pierre, a French fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie, out for a
pleasant little picnic by the river Seine.  It's a beautiful day and
love is in the air, so Marie leans over to Pierre and says:  "Pierre,
kiss me!".

So our hero grabs a bottle of red wine and splashes it on Marie's lips.

"What are you doing, Pierre?" shrieks Marie.

"Well, my name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I have red
meat I like to have red wine!"

His answer is good enough for Marie and things begin to heat up.

So she says : "Pierre, kiss me lower."

Our hero rips off her blouse, grabs a bottle of white wine and starts
pouring it all over her tits.

"Pierre, what are you doing?"

"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I have white meat
I like to have white wine!"

They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up.
Marie leans over once more and softly whispers into his ear,  "Pierre,
kiss me lower."

Pierre tears off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and sprinkles
it all over her crotch.  He grabs a match and lights it on fire.

Patting the flames out furiously, Marie screams,  "PIERRE, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING!!!?"

"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I go down, I go
down in flames!"