When he is done, he looks at the other two and says "Oh, this is the
latest American technology in cellular phones. I have a chip in my
thumb and one in my baby finger and the antenna is in my hat. Great
They continue golfing until the 9th hole when, again, they hear a phone
ring. The German tilts his head to one side and proceeds to have a
conversation with someone in German. When he finishes, he explains to
the other two that he has the latest in German technology cell phones.
"A chip in my tooth, a chip in my ear and the antenna is inserted in my
spine. Ah, the wonders of German superior know-how!"
At the 13th hole, a phone rings again and upon hearing it, the Indian
fellow disappears into some nearby bushes. The German and the American
look at each other and then walk over and peer into the bushes.
In the middle of the bushes is the Indian fellow, shitting with his
pants down around his ankles, with a roll of toilet paper placed at his
rear end. "What on earth are you doing?" asks the American.
The Indian looks up and replies "Incoming fax"