[FR33_MASON]

I first heard this joke from some 90 year old vets at the local legion which I used to go to with my father.

During WWII, three soldiers were touring the French countryside on R & R.
Around noon time, they come up to a village and decided to find a bite to eat. They sauntered into the village and low and behold, there was a nice little bistro. They enter and sit down. The waiter approaches and hands out menus to which the soldiers begin to peruse the menu. The waiter begins to take orders from two of the soldiers and turns his attention to the third and asks if he is ready to order. “One question garcon” the soldiers queries “And what iz zat monsieur?” The waiter replies. “What is peach passé’? “The soldier asks and the waiter replies “Ahhh! Monsieur, it is zee finest in all of France and especially for you, I highly recommend it!!!” The soldier decides to give this peach passé’ a go and orders.

15 minutes later, the first two soldiers receive their orders. 15 minutes after that they are almost finished. The third soldier calls over the waiter and asks “Garcon, where is my dish that I ordered?” The waiter gave him a perplexed look and said “You would like your order now monsieur?” “Yes, I would like my order now garcon” the soldier said adamantly. “Very well monsieur” and the waiter claps his hands twice and a voluptuous blonde bombshell walks out with nothing on other than a G-string and holding a peach.
She walks over to the soldier and stands right before the soldier’s now baseball sized eyes and takes the peach and rubs the peach vigorously in her ‘bread basket’.

“Well, that is one **** of a way to eat a peach.” the soldier stammers and he begins to happily devour the nice ripe fruit. The waiter come running up to the soldier very excitedly and says “monsieur, monsieur! You are not supposed to eat zee peach, you are supposed to eat zee passé!!”

[gtull1]

Gave me a chuckle. thank you.