budanski
03-24-2003, 11:16 PM
Gotta love British Humor/Humour.....
Sun hits the chicken ship
By MARTIN WALLACEand ROSS HINDLEY
COWARDLY French sailors are enjoying a holiday on the Thames ? while our brave boys and girls risk their lives to topple Saddam.
Crew of the coastal patrol vessel FS Flamant are unashamedly flying a Tricolour while moored in central London.
So The Sun steamed into action yesterday by blitzing them with white feathers ? the coward?s symbol.
We hired a 38ft yacht for our daring assault on the 150ft ship, which is moored next to Tower Bridge.
First, we hoisted up the Red Ensign flag as we left St Katharine?s dock.
Then we circled the ship and shouted to the crew: ?We have le feather blanc for you grands poulets.?
We sounded our horn and then moved into position.
As the rattled French seamen looked on in amazement, we bombarded them with the feathers ? which showered their deck.
Sailors ran for a hose and sounded the ship?s booming horn to warn us off.
A senior officer wagged his finger and shouted ?No, no?.
Then the wet blankets rang the police and asked them to deal with us.
One amused officer told us: ?We?ve had a complaint about you from the French warship. Take this as a friendly warning.
?They?re very edgy about all this.?
article (http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2003131896,00.html)
Sun hits the chicken ship
By MARTIN WALLACEand ROSS HINDLEY
COWARDLY French sailors are enjoying a holiday on the Thames ? while our brave boys and girls risk their lives to topple Saddam.
Crew of the coastal patrol vessel FS Flamant are unashamedly flying a Tricolour while moored in central London.
So The Sun steamed into action yesterday by blitzing them with white feathers ? the coward?s symbol.
We hired a 38ft yacht for our daring assault on the 150ft ship, which is moored next to Tower Bridge.
First, we hoisted up the Red Ensign flag as we left St Katharine?s dock.
Then we circled the ship and shouted to the crew: ?We have le feather blanc for you grands poulets.?
We sounded our horn and then moved into position.
As the rattled French seamen looked on in amazement, we bombarded them with the feathers ? which showered their deck.
Sailors ran for a hose and sounded the ship?s booming horn to warn us off.
A senior officer wagged his finger and shouted ?No, no?.
Then the wet blankets rang the police and asked them to deal with us.
One amused officer told us: ?We?ve had a complaint about you from the French warship. Take this as a friendly warning.
?They?re very edgy about all this.?
article (http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2003131896,00.html)