Bill and Nick are stuck in the desert, wandering aimlessly and close to death. They are close to just lying down and waiting for the inevitable, when all of a sudden.......
'Hey Nick, do you smell what I smell. It's bacon; I'm sure of it.'
'Yes, Bill, it smells like bacon to me.'
So, with renewed strength, they struggle up the next sand dune, and there, in the distance, is a tree loaded loaded with what looks like bacon.
There's raw bacon, dripping with moisture, there's fried bacon, back bacon, double smoked bacon, Canadian bacon... every imaginable kind of cured pig meat.
'Nick, Nick, we are saved. It is a bacon tree.'
'Bill, are you sure it's not a mirage? We are in the desert don't forget.'
'Nick when did you ever hear of a mirage that smelled like bacon... it's no mirage, it's a bacon tree'.
And with that Bill races towards the tree. He gets to within 5 metres, Nick following behind, when all of a sudden, a machine gun opens up, and Bill is cut down in his tracks. It is clear he is mortally wounded but, a true friend that he is, he manages to shout at Nick with his dying breaths.
'Nick...... go back man, you were right it's not a bacon tree.'
'Bill, my friend... what is it?
'Nick... it's not a bacon tree...
it's
it's
it's
it's
it's
it's a ham bush!'
DOUBLE GROAN
