You cheeky bastard.

Steve knew that no amount of aloe was gonna relieve THIS sunburn.

I see London, I see France, I see... OH MY GOD!!!

"Those Scottish ceremonial kilts are SOOOO gay," thought the French honor guard.

Dear Cracked, I have some serious concerns about your Titties to Man-Ass ratio. That is all.

Ironically, Butt Pirates actual did exist.

Too bad that Frenchman's sword will never see the battlefield...if you know what I mean.

So far, no jokes about Cracked... that's kind of a let down...

Is that a loaf of bread in thy codpiece, or art thou just happy to see me?

After the third musketeer left, things just got awkward between the two.

My, that is a mighty blade, sir!

Eyes up here, dude...eyes up here.

Uh, Frank? Those aren't exactly one size fits all.

"Hey dude, you might want to say no to crack, if you catch my drift."

No wonder the french army always falls in 30 seconds the first 25 seconds is just the other army thinking "what the fuck?"