The last one is always best
A Filipino is having breakfast in a hotel in France one morning. He was
eating bread and jam when an American while
chewing his gum, sits down next to him. The Pinoy ignores the Kano who,
nevertheless, starts a conversation:
American: "You Filipinos eat the whole bread??"
Filipino: (Little irritated): "Of course."
American: (after blowing a huge bubble): "We don't. In America, we only eat
what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform
them in to croissants and sell them to the Philippines." The American has a
smirk on his face. The Pinoy listens in silence. Still the American
persists.
American: "Do you eat jelly with the bread??"
Filipino: "Of course."
American: (cracking his gum between his teeth and chucling). "We don't. In
America, we eat fresh fruits for breakfast, then we put all the peels,
seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam
and sell the jam to the Philippines."
The Filipino (irritated) asks: "Do you have sex in America?"
American: "Why of course we do!".
Filipino (now smirking): "And what do you do with the condoms once you've
used them?"
American: (a bit puzzled): "We throw them away, of course."
Filipino: "We don't. In my beloved Philippines, we put them in a container,
recycle them, melt them into chewing gum and sell them to America...
