On a visit to France, George W. Bush and French President Jacques Chirac are having lunch in a fine local restauraunt. After being seated and presented with menus, an attractive young waitress approaches the table.
“And what can I get for you gentlemen?” asks the waitress.
Bush looks up from his menu and smiles politely. “Hey, honey, how ’bout a quickie?”
Shocked, the waitress slaps Bush and storms off.
After the waitress disappears from sight, Chirac leans over to Bush. In a low voice, he says:
“I think you mean ‘quiche,’ Mr. President.”