A missionary was walking through the jungle with a South Pacific village chief, teaching him English.
Pointing to a creek, the missionary said, “Stream.” The chief repeated, “Stream.”
Pointing to the sky, the missionary said, “Bird.” The chief repeated, “Bird.”
Then, they suddenly stumbled upon a couple passionately making love in the tall grass. Flustered and embarrassed, the missionary stammered, “Uh… man riding a bicycle.”
The chief’s eyes widened. He immediately pulled out his blowgun and shot two poisoned darts into the couple.
“Good heavens!” the horrified missionary shrieked. “Why on earth did you do that?!”
The chief glared at the bodies and grunted:
“Man riding MY bicycle.”
