Whooee da Whoee!
This fellow who had spent his whole life in the desert comes to visit a
friend. He'd never seen a train or the tracks they run on.
While standing in the middle of the RR tracks one day, he hears this
whistle, "Whooee da Whoee!" but doesn't know what it is.
Predictably, he's hit, but, only a glancing blow, and is thrown,
end-over-end, to the side of the tracks, with some minor internal injuries,
a few broken bones, and some bruises.
After weeks in the hospital recovering, he's at his friend's house attending
a party, one evening. While in the kitchen, he suddenly hears the tea kettle
whistling. He grabs a baseball bat from the nearby closet and proceeds to
batter and bash the tea kettle into an unrecognizable lump of metal.
His friend, hearing the ruckus, rushes into the kitchen, sees what's
happened and asks the desert man, "Why'd you ruin my good tea kettle?"
The desert man replies, "Man, you gotta get these things when they're
small."
