A priest is about to finish his tour of duty and is leaving his mission in the jungle where he has spent years teaching the natives in their own tongue. He realises that the one thing he never taught them was how to speak English.
To make it easier for his successor, the priest takes the chief for a walk in the forest. He points to a tree and says to the chief, “This is tree”. The chief looks at the tree and grunts, “Tree”. The priest is pleased with the response. They walk a little further and he points to a rock and says, “This is rock”. Hearing this, the chief looks and grunts, “Rock”.
The priest is really enthusiastic about the progress they are making until they hear noises in the bushes. They stop to peek over the top and see a couple of natives in sexual activity. The priest is highly embarrassed but quickly responds, “Man riding bike”.
The chief immediately pulls out his blowgun and kills the couple. The priest is dreadfully upset. He tells the chief that he has spent years teaching the tribe how to be civilised, to be kind to each other, so how can he be so callous and kill these people?
The chief replies, “My bike….”
There is a moral to this story: Enjoy your day, but remember to be very careful when you are out, especially when riding someone else’s bike.