Joke No. 248

The American Tourist

An American tourist in London decided to skip histour group and
explore the city on his own. He wandered around, seeing the
sights, and occasionally stopping at a quaint pub to soak up the
local culture, chat with the lads, and have a pint of Guinness.

After awhile, he found himself in a very high class neighborhood
..... big, stately residences... no pubs, no stores, no restaurants,
and worst of all... NO PUBLIC RESTROOMS.

He really, really had to go, after all those pints of Guinnesss. He
found� a narrow side street, with high walls surrounding the
adjacent buildings and decided to use the wall to solve his
problem.

As he was unzipping, he was tapped on the shoulder by a London
bobbie, who said, "I say, sir, you simply cannot do that here,
you know."

"I'm very sorry, officer," replied the American, "but I really,
really HAVE TO GO, and I just can't find a public restroom."

"Ah, yes," said the Bobbie..."Just follow me". He led him to a back
"delivery alley", then along a wall to a gate which he opened.

"In there," pointed the Bobbie.� "Whiz away,... anywhere you want."

The fellow entered and found himself in the most beautiful garden
he had ever seen -- manicured grass lawns, statuary, fountains,
sculptured hedges, and huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in
perfect bloom.

Since he had the cop's blessing, he zipped down and unburdened
himself and was greatly relieved. As he went back through the
gate, he said to the bobbie, "That was really decent of you .... is
that "British Hospitality?".

"No" replied the Bobbie, with a satisfied smile on his face, "that
is the French Embassy