An elderly Canadian gentleman of 83 arrives in Paris at Charles the Gaulle airport.
At the airport immigration desk, the man takes a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry-on bag. “You have been to France before, Monsieur?” the immigration officer asks, sarcastically.
The elderly gentleman admits he had been to France previously.
“Then you should know enough to have your passport ready,” the immigration officer reprimands him.
The Canadian says, “The last time I was here, I didn’t have to show it.”
The uptight immigration officer retorts, “Impossible, Canadians always have to show their passports on arrival in France!”
The Canadian senior gives the Frenchman a long hard withering look, then quietly explains, “Well, when I came ashore at Juno Beach on D Day in 1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn’t find any Frenchman to show it to.”