Overheard between a man and a woman making chit-chat in an Irish pub in Paris last night:
SHE: "So, you've decided you want to stay in France permanently then?"
HE: "Yes, but I haven't figured out yet how to make that happen, legally. I've been here 3 years but I'm not legal. I've been looking for a job but no luck yet."
SHE: "Well, there's always the old standby: marry a French woman and get instant residency status."
HE: "You know, I haven't tried that one. I wonder what would happen if I went up to one of these pretty French women right here in this bar and just got right to the point: 'I need to get married. Will you marry me?' Do you think that would actually work?"
SHE: "I don't know, but I'll bet you the 2 Euros I've got in my pocket if you do it. I need material for my blog and this would be the perfect sociological experiment for me to observe."
HE: "OK, but I need to be a LOT drunker first."
SHE: "I understand. Because it won't hurt as much when you ask her... and she hauls off and belts you one, right in la bouche."
