An elderly British gentleman aged 83 arrived in Paris by plane. His name was Cyril and at the French Immigration Desk, the man took a few minutes to locate his passport in his bag. “You have been to France before, Monsieur?” the Immigration Officer asked sarcastically of Cyril, which he admitted he had been to France in previous years.
“Then you should know well enough to have your passport ready.” stated the Immigration Officer. Cyril commented the last time he was in France, I didn’t have to show it. “That is impossible. The British always have to show their passports on arrival in France!” says the Officer.
Cyril gave the French Immigration Officer a long, hard look and quietly announced “Monsieur. The last time I was here, I came ashore on Juno Beach on D-Day in June 1944 and I couldn’t find any fucking Frenchmen to show it to!”