On his last day as a missionary to a tropical island the preacher realized he had not taught the natives any English.
So he went with a walk with the Chief and pointed at things calling them by their English names.
He pointed to a tree, said tree, and the Chief replied with the word tree.
He then pointed to a rock, said rock, and the Chief replied with the word rock.
The preacher was impressed that the Chief was such a quick learner.
Then the preacher heard noise coming form the bushes, pulled them apart and saw two of the natives doing tthe big nasty.
Not sure what to say, the preacher said man riding bicycle.
The Chief calmly pull out two arrows and shot the man and woman.
The preacher said “How could you do such a thing after all I have said about human good”.
The Chief replied, my bicycle.