Two British guys are sitting in a Bistro in northern France.
They're both sitting on the same bench seat, side by side, real close.
The waiter sees how snuggled together they are and takes a homophobic offence.
He asks them why they're not sitting on opposite sides of the table like normal blokes do.
"We're conjoined at the hip" says one of the Brits. "You know, Siamese Twins?"
The waiter apologises profusely and enquires why they are in France.
"Ees it because of ze Frrrrench Girls?" says the waiter
"Nope - we're both happily married" says a twin
"Ees it because of ze Fine Frrrrench Wines?" says the waiter
"Nope - we're both teeototal" says the other twin
"Ees it because of ze Fine Frrrrench Food?" says the waiter
"Nope - we both stick to sandwiches" says the other twin
The waiter is exasperated.
"Zen why in ze name of all zat is sensible do you come to France!?!!?!" screams the waiter.
One of the twins says. . .
"It's the only chance he gets to drive"
Barrum-bum - Le Pssshhhh!