There's no stench like a French stench. Not the women, they smell wonderful. But some French dudes -- hoo!

I was on tour in France once and the band was picked up at the airport and driven to the hotel in a van driven by a French guy whose BO was so intense it (no exaggeration) made our eyes water. It was a physical presence in the van. We were gasping and moaning. Some of the band members had their wives on the trip, and they were holding handkerchiefs over their faces, with all the windows open.

And it was an hour long drive to the hotel. I'll never forget that odor.