Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Appalling French Humour

This chain mail is too good not to save it here for posterity..


La France est gouvernée par un super héros.
Que dis-je, nous sommes gouvernés par LE Super Héros.

D'ailleurs, en pleine tempête, il s'est envolé secrètement pour Bagdad accomplir une mission plus secrète encore à bord de son Air Force Ouane à 300 millions d'€.

Ne jamais oublier donc :
- Nicolas Sarkozy a sauvé Alstom et il a libéré Ingrid Betancourt.
- Nicolas Sarkozy peut encercler ses ennemis. Tout seul.
- Quand Nicolas Sarkozy pisse face au vent, le vent change de direction.
- Nicolas Sarkozy peut claquer une porte fermée...
- Nicolas Sarkozy a déjà compté jusqu'à l'infini. Deux fois.
- Certaines personnes portent un pyjama Superman. Superman porte un pyjama Nicolas Sarkozy.
- Jésus Christ est né en 1955 avant Nicolas Sarkozy.
- Nicolas Sarkozy ne porte pas de montre. Il décide de l'heure qu'il est.
- Nicolas Sarkozy peut diviser par zéro.
- Dieu a dit: "que la lumière soit !" Et Nicolas Sarkozy répondit: "On dit s'il vous plaît".
- La seule chose qui arrive à la cheville de Nicolas Sarkozy. c'est sa chaussette.
- Quand Google ne trouve pas quelque chose, il demande à Nicolas Sarkozy.
- Nicolas Sarkozy fait pleurer les oignons.
- Les Suisses ne sont pas neutres, ils attendent de savoir de quel coté Nicolas Sarkozy se situe.
- Pour certains hommes le testicule gauche est plus large que le testicule droit. Chez Nicolas Sarkozy, chaque testicule est plus large que l'autre.
- Nicolas Sarkozy sait parler le braille.
- Il n'y a pas de théorie de l'évolution. Juste une liste d'espèces que Nicolas Sarkozy autorise à survivre.
- Nicolas Sarkozy et Superman ont fait un bras de fer, le perdant devait mettre son slip par dessus son pantalon.
- Un jour, au restaurant, Nicolas Sarkozy a commandé un steak. Et le steak a obéi.
- Nicolas Sarkozy a un jour avalé un paquet entier de somnifères. Il a cligné des yeux.
- Nicolas Sarkozy mesure son pouls sur l'échelle de Richter.
- Nicolas Sarkozy connaît la dernière décimale de Pi.
- Nicolas Sarkozy peut taguer le mur du son.
- Quand la tartine de Nicolas Sarkozy tombe, la confiture change de côté.
- Dieu voulait créer l'univers en 10 jours. Nicolas Sarkozy lui en a donné 6.
- Nicolas Sarkozy est capable de laisser un message avant le bip sonore.
- Une larme de Nicolas Sarkozy peut guérir du cancer, malheureusement Nicolas Sarkozy ne pleure pas.
- Quand Nicolas Sarkozy passe devant un miroir, il n'y a pas de reflet: il n'y a qu'un seul Nicolas Sarkozy.
- Si Nicolas Sarkozy dort avec une lampe allumée, ce n'est pas parce qu'il a peur du noir mais parce que le noir a peur de lui.
- Le calendrier de Nicolas Sarkozy passe du 31 mars au 2 avril. ... Personne ne fait de blague à Nicolas Sarkozy.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Lyrical stormings of the Bastille

R Von Lux's take on the lyrics of the Marseilleise:

Leader of the resistance: "They come right here among us to slaughter our sons and wives!"

*whispered aside from Aide*

*Leader covers microphone with hand, whispers* "We have daughters? Merde/who knew."

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Le 80s Wheels Fest





The French indulged today in one of their favourite pastimes: a strike. Well, that's not entirely accurate; the metro staff had a strike (struck?) and the rest of the population walked to work pretending that it was a pain to be out in the light early Autumn breeze with the sun gently blazing and lighting up all the Haussmann buildings and the over-prevalent architectural wonders with that magnificent Parisian glow.

But not everyone walked, I was passed by more than 5 men in business suits roller blading. There were also 2 roller-skating. In the absence of public transport this was apparently the logical alternative, tremendous!

French police also indulge:






Saturday, September 22, 2007

Relationships

Sometimes the world tries to tell you that your union is not a good idea. These people at Cimetière Monparnasse did not listen:

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Putting the P in PCF etc,

Day 2 of the Communist Party to end all communist parties looked a little like this:

These are the communists from my hood in Paris. I quite like the jogging Eiffel Tower on their logo, tres revolutionary. It's perhaps only a minor fact that the Eiffel Tower is not actually in the 13eme.



Artisinal glass blowing is inherently radical as it involves reclaiming the means of production. At least I assume that was what this was about - the man providing the running commentary had one of those regional French accents that sounds like being halfway through swallowing a large piece of sausage.




And finally the obligatory rag tag selection of nutcases playing the Internationale. Note that I actually managed to also capture a man in a beret in the shot. Authenticity oh yes.


Communist Party Parties

Some great moments at the Fête de l’Humanité:


For those who grew up reading Asterix the word 'menhir' never fails to provoke a chuckle:



This little boy was sitting on his father's shoulders clutching his racing car balloon and gggling at Iggy Pop when he came on stage and said "nous sommes les fucking Stooges". French children are definitely the bomb. Alas I have no photos of the tiny Communist children running around in their berets and Che t-shirts.





There's something rather marvellous about all of the PCF (Parti Communiste Fran
çais) tents. Each of them have a bar generally serving whatever the local liquid specialty is, a restaurant or food counter selling anything from grilled andouillette to local oysters to paella made in giant paella pans to foie gras to wild boar salami and so on through all of the regional specialties of France. It's partially this regional flavour that makes the whole affair feel so dynamic and alive but it's also the defeat of the left in the last election that seems to have shaken them all up a bit.. should be interesting to see what happens from here.

And I love this slogan:



Politics can be beautiful. I like that.