An old man who'd lived all his life back up in the hills came to
visit a childhood friend. Now he'd never laid eyes on a train or the
iron rails on which they run.
Standing in the middle of the tracks one day, he heard a distant
whistle... WOOOO--ooo---OOOOO! but didn't have a clue as to what it
meant or his impending danger.
Predictably, the old boy is hit -- fortunately it's just a side
swipe, and he's thrown, head over heels off the tracks, get's off
with minor internal injuries, a few broken bones, and some bruises.
After weeks in the hospital recovering, he's at a friend's place for
dinner one evening. Standing in the kitchen, he hears the rising
whistle of the family tea kettle wooOOO....
Springing into action, he grabs a rolling pin and mercilessly bashes
and smashes the once merry kettle into a useless, shapeless hunk of
His friend, hearing the fuss, rushes into the kitchen, sees what's
happened and asks his friend, "Why'd you wreck our lovely tea
The mountain man replies: "Man, you gotta kill these things when