Pierre, a brave 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. Marie leans over to Pierre and says:
"Pierre, kiss me."

Our hero grabs a bottle of Merlot and splashes it on Marie's
lips.

"What are you doing, Pierre?" says the startled Marie.

"I am Pierre, the fighter pilot.  When I have red meat, I like to
have red wine!"  She smiles and they start kissing.

When things began to heat up a little, Marie says, "Pierre, kiss
me lower."  Our hero tears her blouse open, grabs a bottle of
Chardonnay and starts pouring it all over her chest.

"Pierre, what are you doing?" asks the bewildered Marie.

"I am Pierre the 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 close to his ear and whispers, "Pierre, kiss me
lower."

Our hero rips off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and
pours it in her lap.  He strikes a match and lights the Cognac on
fire.  Marie shrieks and dives into the river.

Standing waist deep, Marie throws her arms upwards and screams
furiously, "PIERRE, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE
DOING?!"

Our hero stands up, defiantly, and says, "I am Pierre the fighter
pilot, and when I go down, I go down in flames!"