A grandpa told his grandson that he should live a little. Here is what he said: Grandpa: Grandson, what are you doing?
Grandson: Playing a videogame.
Grandpa: Why? There are so much better things you could be doing at your age. When I was your age, I was in Paris, I went to the Moulin Rouge, drank all night, had my way with the dancers, beat up the barman and left without paying! That is how you have a good time!
Grandson: Well, I’m only 18, how am I supposed to get to Paris?
Grandpa: I’ll pay. Have a good time.
And the teenage grandson went to Paris for a week and came back.
Grandpa: Sonny, what happened! You have a cast, a black eye, and some missing teeth! Tell me.
Grandson: Well, I did everything you said you did. I went to the Moulin Rouge and tried to have my way with the dancers, drank all night, and tried to leave without paying, but they all beat me up. Grandpa, what went wrong?
Grandpa: Tell me, who did you go with?
Grandson: Just some of my friends.
Grandpa: Oh, that explains it. I went with the 3rd Panzer Divison.