France. A man goes into the pharmacy....

It’s French because the original joke is in French. An elderly American couple is on holiday in France when the wife dies suddenly. The man is heartbroken but he knows that his wife, who loved France, would want to be buried there. He begins making arrangements to have her buried when he realises he has nothing to wear. He seeks out the hotel's concierge and, in broken French, explains that he needs to attend his wife's funeral and has nothing appropriate to wear. "Ah, oui, monsieur," says the concierge knowingly. "Vous avez besoin d'un chapeau noir!" (Ah, yes, sir, you need a black hat!) So the American goes out to the local haberdashery, and approaches the shopkeep hesitantly. Struggling to remember what the concierge told him he needed, in very poor French, he says, "Excusez-moi, monsieur, mais... je... je veux acheter un capote noir!" (Excuse me, sir, but I... I would like to buy a black condom!) The shopkeep looks startled, but quickly regains his composure. "Un capote noir? Pourquoi avez vous besoin d'un capote noir?" (A black condom? Why do you need a black condom?) "Ma femme est morte," replies the man. (My wife is dead.) With sudden feeling, the shopkeep exclaims, "Ah, Monsieur! Quelle beau sentiment!" (Ah, sir! What a lovely thought!)