Monday, July 17, 2017

An American in Paris

This is not about Gene Kelly dancing Down the Champs Elysees to the music of George Gershwin. This is about Donnie going to Paris for Bastille day and to meet Brigette Macron and maybe also her husband, Emmanuel. Donny was also excited because someone told him that the Marquis de Sade had been released from the Bastille prison on that day. Donnie thought the marquis really understood women. And speaking of women, it was reported by an unidentified and unreliable source who knew a guy that Donnie in so many words said" boy, if I had a a had a high school teacher like that I probably would still be in high school. I really developed a very very really incredible special relationship with Brigette, I could hardly let her go." Donny was said to have been saying that he thought he and Emmanuel would really get along and have a special relationship because they both we're currently married to really really hot women. You can tell really powerful men by the women they are currently with. That Brigette was really something and I could tell that she was really really attracted to me but circumstances prevented any relationship from being pursued.

Her husband and I also discussed France and the United States. He talked about how France helped the Americans during our Revolutionary war and I guess that was true although I don't know how much help it really could've been because boats were slow in those days. I told him that France wouldn't even exist these days without the United States and that unfair trade practices must cease. Particularly, I told him that Trump wine had been badly damaged by the predatory practices of the French exporters even though Trump wine had a Merlot far better than the disappointing château Petrus he served at dinner. I told him that if Brigette with whom I have developed a really really special relationship would bring him to the White House I would serve a great wine with the KFC that he would find far better then that stuff called ris de veau that he expected me to eat in the Eiffel Tower, which I am sure is smaller and shorter than Trump tower. Luckily, there was a lot of bread and potatoes which I told him should be called American fries.

When I left I could tell that Emanuel was really impressed by me but that the really special relationship I had developed was with Brigette.

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