The Camembert de Bébère
Once upon a time, a frenchman was tranquillement eating his camembert sandwich when he heard the door bell ring...
... "What une surprise !!!", was he shouting when he discovered his old friend Bébère on the other side of the door. This one was thought to be in Normandie for a showroom on milk statistics. "I came to change of crémerie", Bébère said, the smile on the face.
Indeed, it was obvious, with the average of humidity, the grass was better. But was it the only parameter who made Bébère crossing the sea ? Our hero, a frenchman eating camembert, will discovered it soon... to be continued.
... "What une surprise !!!", was he shouting when he discovered his old friend Bébère on the other side of the door. This one was thought to be in Normandie for a showroom on milk statistics. "I came to change of crémerie", Bébère said, the smile on the face.
Indeed, it was obvious, with the average of humidity, the grass was better. But was it the only parameter who made Bébère crossing the sea ? Our hero, a frenchman eating camembert, will discovered it soon... to be continued.
