A
missionary who had spent years showing a tribe of natives how to farm and
build things to be self-sufficient gets the word that he is to return home.
He
realizes that the one thing he never taught the natives was how to speak
English, so he takes the chief and starts walking in the forest. He points
to a tree and says to the chief, "This is a tree." The chief looks
at the tree and grunts, "Tree."
The
missionary is pleased with the response.
They
walk a little farther and the padre points to a rock and says, "This
is a rock." Hearing this, the chief looks and grunts, "Rock."
The padre is really getting enthusiastic about the results when he hears
a rustling in the bushes.
As
he peeks over the top, he sees a couple in the midst of heavy sexual activity.
The
padre is really flustered and quickly responds, "Riding a bike."
The
chief looks at the couple briefly, pulls out his blow gun and kills them.
The
padre goes ballistic and yells at the chief that he has spent years teaching
the tribe how to be civilized and kind to each other, so how could he just
kill these people in cold blood that way?
The
chief replied, "My bike."