Pierre, a french fighter pilot, takes his girlfriend, Marie out for a pleasant little picnic by the river Seine. It's a beautiful day and love is in the air so Marie leans over to Pierre and says:
"Pierre, kiss me!".
So our hero grabs a bottle of red wine and splashes it on Marie's lips.
"What are you doing, Pierre?" Shrieks Marie.
"Well, my name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I have red meat I like to have red wine!"

His answer is good enough for Marie and things begin to heat up. So she says :
"Pierre, kiss me lower."
Our hero rips off her blouse, grabs a bottle of white wine and starts pouring it all over her breasts.
"Pierre, what are you doing?"
"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I have white meat I like to have white wine!"
They resume their passionate interlude and things really steam up Marie leans over once more and softly whispers into his ear:
"Pierre, kiss me lower."
Pierre tears off her underwear, grabs a bottle of Cognac and sprinkles it all over her ----. He grabs a match and light it on fire. Patting the flames out furiously, Marie screams:
"PIERRE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!?"

"My name is Pierre, the French Fighter Pilot, and when I go down, I go down in Flames!"