As a kid I used to go to France all the time and from the eyes of a child everyone seemed very friendly.
3 years ago I took my girlfriend and my best friend and his girfriend down to the south of France for a trip just on the Spanish border, I drove my banger all the way there. My best friend's girlfriend had a barn her father had bought in the 70's for next to nothing but had fitted it out with the bare essentials. Anyways on the way back, so we ride through a village and bam! a police car pulls out in front of us and a French cop sticks a .45 in my face. They directed us off to a supermarket car park, dragged me out of the car and accused us of drug trafficking. They had my best friend on his knees with an MP5 on the back of his kneck and another fucker was holding a .45 to my head telling me not to move I ghess, although I couldn't understand what the hell they were talking about. Anyway so they take our girlfriends out the car and make them strip down to their underwear in broad daylight in the middle of this car park. The girls were crying hysterically but we couldn't do shit while these French pigs were laughing there faces off. Then some bastard threw out everything from the car, ripped out the pannelling from the doors etc and totaly destroyed my car supposedly looking for drugs. I haven't been back to France since, I hate them all they can go fuck them selves.
