I remember just out of college, I was travelling through Europe by train. Believe it or not, I was not only much younger, but quite handsome and something of a ladies man. I was still developing my keen sense of humor, but I was already...talented. Anyway, Me, a Frenchman, a ravishing blonde and an old lady were sharing a compartment on a train as it wound its way through the Alps. Every now and then the train passed through a tunnel, during which time the compartment was plunged into complete darkness. On one such occasion, a loud, ringing slap could be heard and as the train passes back into daylight, the Frenchman was rubbing his sore, red cheek. The old lady thought to herself, “I bet that dirty Frenchman fondled the blonde and she struck the pervert.” The blonde thought, “I bet that filthy Frenchman was looking to grope me in the dark, mistook the old lady for me and she slapped him.” The Frenchman thinks, “I bet that stupid American touched up the blonde in the dark and she slapped me by mistake.” Me? I'm thinking, “I can’t wait for another tunnel so I can slap that French ******* again.”