Of the “lesser of two evils” -
An old cotton farmer, down in Alabama, was sitting out on his front porch one day, when two boll weevils came strolling down the road. One was a big hulking version, and the other was a much smaller specimen. The two boll weevils confronted the farmer, and said, we just looking for a home, and one of us will stay here, and the other will go on down the road. Which one of us are you going to choose.
Farmer replied, well, I reckon the little one, of course.
The larger weevil then asked, how come you picked the little one.
Farmer answered, well, he’s the lesser of two weevils.
Epilogue: both stayed and took up residence.
Different weevil, same evil ;)