An American in London was out hitting the pubs with friends until the
wee hours of the morning. When the pubs closed he couldn't find his
friends, so he decided to walk back to his hotel. As he walked along in
the cold, he suddenly had an irresistible desire to pee. Looking around,
he saw an alley, and he stepped into it's shadows. He had just gotten
his pants unzipped, when a "bobbie" walked up to him and said."You can't
do that here sir, come with me". The "bobbie" lead him down the alley to
where there was a tall fence. Pulling one of the boards aside, the
"bobbie" said."Just in here sir". The American stepped into a beautiful
garden of tall trees, flowers, and a pond reflecting the crescent moon.
As he was relieving himself, he was struck by the beauty of the
grounds. Having finished his business, he stepped back through the fence
to the waiting "bobbie". "Is that what you call English hospitality?".
asked the American. "Naw", said the bobbie,"It's what we call the French
embassy".
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- Billy
"Fascism should more properly be called corporatism because it is the
merger of state and corporate power." - Benito Mussolini.
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