An American tourist in London wanders into a local pub, downs several pints, then stumbles out the door. After walking for a while, he finds himself in a posh residential neighborhood with no public restrooms.
In pain, he finds a side street and walks up to a wall. Just as he unzips his pants, a British cop grabs his arm and says, "Sir, you can't do that here."
"Sorry, officer," replies the American, "but I really have to take a leak and I can't find a restroom anywhere."
"Follow me then," says the cop. He leads the American down a back alley and opens a gate. Inside is a lush garden with manicured lawns, topiaries, statues, and fountains. "Whiz anywhere you like," says the cop.
The American goes about his business, then returns and says, "I guess this is what you call English hospitality!"
"No, sir," replies the cop. "This is what we call the French embassy."