It reminds me of the story about the two soldiers who flew into a small town near a base in the mountains. There were no rental vehicles but a Turk offered to rent them a camel.
They rode into town and stopped for dinner. When they exited the restaurant, there were two camels tied up. The young corporal said,”Sarge, how do we know which one is ours.” The Sergant said, “It’s easy!” He walked behind one of the camels and lifted the tail. He then said, “The other one is ours!”
They got aboard the other camel and started off to the base. The corporal then asked, “Sarge, how did you know this is our camel.”
The Sergeant said, “Well, when we stopped, I heard somone say, ‘Look at the camel with the two a$$holes.’ The other one only had one.”
After they got back, the corporal said to Sarge,
“I’m uhh, lonely. What do we do here for fun?”
Sarge said, “Hmmm. According to the Turk, the camel’s name is Dylan Mulvaney. Talk to it nice, you can use him. Just climb up on the foot stool again.”
A little while later Sarge finds the corporal standing on the foot stool with Dylan’s tail lifted again, and he’s breaking both laws of christian men, and God.
Sarge sputtered, “WHAT do you think you’re doing to Dylan, corporal?!”
“Well, you said .. “
“I meant, ride him back into town!”