An American In Paris

An American In Paris...

An American is having breakfast, in Paris , one morning (coffee,croissants, bread, butter and jam) when a Frenchman, chewingbubble-gum, sits down next to him The American ignores the Frenchmanwho, nevertheless, starts a conversation.

Frenchman: 'You American folk eat the whole bread??'

American (in a bad mood): 'Of course.'

Frenchman: (after blowing a huge bubble): 'We don't. In France , weonly eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycleit, transform them into croissants and sell them to the states.' TheFrenchman has a smirk on his face.

The American listens in silence.

The Frenchman persists: 'Do you eat jelly with the bread??'

American: 'Of course.'

Frenchman: (cracking his bubble-gum between his teeth andchuckling) 'We don't. In France we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, thenwe put all the peels, seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them,transform them into jam, and sell the jam to the states.'

After a moment of silence, The American then asks: 'Do you make love in France?'

Frenchman: 'Why of course we do', he says with a big smirk.

American: 'And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?'

Frenchman: 'We throw them away, of course.'

American: 'We don't. In America , we put them in a container,recycle them, melt them down into bubble-gum, and sell them to France .'