An elderly French man was slowly walking down the
countryside, admiring the
beautiful spring day, when over a hedgerow he spotted a
young couple,
naked, making love in a field.
Getting over his initial shock he said to himself, "Ah ze
young love ...ze
spring time, ze air, ze flowers, c'est magnifique!!" and
continued to watch
remembering good times. Suddenly he drew in a gasp and
said, "Mais... Sacre
bleu!! Ze woman - she is dead!" and he hurried along as
fast as he could
to the town to tell Albert, the police chief.
He arrived, out of breath, to the police station and
shouted,
"Albert...Albert, zere is zis man zis woman ...naked in
farmer Gaston's
field, making love." The police chief smiled and
said, "Come, come, Henri.
You are not so old to remember ze young love, ze spring
time, ze air, ze
flowers... Ah, L'amour! Zis is okay."
"Mais non! You do not understand, ze woman she is dead!!"
Hearing this
Albert leapt out from his seat and rushed out of the
station, and the
police car being serviced, he ran down to the field,
confirmed Henri's
story, and ran all the way back non-stop to call the
doctor:
"Pierre, Pierre, ... this is Albert. I was in Gaston's
field. Zere is a
young couple naked 'aving sex "
Pierre replied, "Albert, I am a man of science. You must
remember, it is
spring, ze air, ze flowers. Ah, l'amour! Zis is very
natural."
Albert, still out of breath gasped in reply, "NON, you do
not understand.
Ze woman, she is dead!" Hearing this, Pierre
shouted, "Mon dieu!" grabbed
is black medicine bag, stuffed in his thermometer,
stethoscope, and other
tools and jumped in the car and drove like a madman down
to Gaston's field.
Upon getting there he gave the couple a full medical exam
and drove back to
Henri and Albert, who were waiting at the station. He got
there, went
inside, and smiled patiently at the two Frenchmen and
said, "Ah, mes amis,
do not worry. Ze woman, she is not dead. She is English."