Three friends out hunting, were sitting around the evening campfire exchanging their worst experiences.
The first guy says the worst thing that ever happened to him was that he was up on a scaffold, 7 stories high, washing windows when the scaffold collapsed and he fell, breaking every bone in his body and he was hospitalized for 6 months.
The second guy says the worst thing that ever happened to him was while he was hitch-hiking a Greyhound bus ran him over. His back was broken and he wound up in the hospital for nearly a year.
The 3rd guy was not saying anything. Finally one of the others asked him about his worst experience.
He said, “Well, I’ll tell you about the second worst thing that ever happened to me. I was out hunting one time and I had to take a dump. I stepped behind a tree, dropped my trousers, crouched down and assumed *the* position.
“Yeah? What happened next?” asked his friend.
“I got a little too close to the ground and — WHAM — a bear trap snapped shut on my testicles,” the third guy replied.
One of the other guys said, “God! If that was the second worst thing, what in the world was the worst.”
The third guy calmly replied, “Oh, that was when I reached the end of the chain.”
Keep your fork