John came back from a safari in Africa. Upon arrival, he went to his friend Mark and told him of his adventures. "I was out in the jungle," he
said, "when all of a sudden I heard a noise in the bush behind me. Looking back, I saw a huge lion, licking his chops and smiling at me. The lion
started coming my way and I started running, with the lion not far behind."
"When the lion was almost at my neck, he suddenly slipped and I got ahead a bit. The lion started gaining on me, and as he got closer, once again he slipped."
"I happened to see a house not far away and made towards it."
"As I got close to the house, the lion was almost on top of me, when he slipped for a third time."
"With the very last bit of strength, I ran into the house and closed the door in the lion's face."
"That's some story there, John, I would have crapped my pants"
"Well, WHAT DO YOU THINK THE LION KEPT SLIPPING ON...???"
