There are two guys who have been lost in the desert for weeks, and they're
at death's door. As they stumble on, hoping for salvation in the form of an
oasis or something similar, they suddenly spy, through the heat haze, a tree
off in the distance.
As they get closer, they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon
rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life-giving juicy
nearly-raw bacon, all sorts.
"My God, Pepe" says the first bloke. "It's a bacon tree!!! We're saved!!!"
"You're right" says Pepe, "Praise the Lord!" So Pepe goes on ahead
and runs up to the tree salivating at the prospect of food. But as he
gets to within five feet of the tree, there's the sound of machine gun
fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets. His friend quickly
drops down on the sand, and calls across to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe, Pepe - what the hell happened?"
With his dying breath Pepe calls out.... Ugh, run, run! ... it wasn't a
Bacon Tree................................. It was a Ham Bush
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