An English man visits America, hoping to hear a joke...

He spends a week in New York, going to comedy shows, asking people on the street, spending hours and hours in bars waiting for someone interesting to walk in, but never manages to hear one he's never heard before.

He gets a cab to go to the airport and the cabbie asks him, "Why the long face?"

The Englishman says, "I've had a disappointing trip. I don't suppose you could tell me a good American joke before I returned home?"

"A joke!" says the cabbie. "Sure, I got a joke for ya:

A chick's walking down the street and she comes up to the intersection. On her right, there's a guy in a car. Right in front of her, there's a guy on a horse. On her left, there's a guy on foot. Which one knew her?"

"I've no idea," says the Englishman. "Which of them did she know?"

The cabbie grins and says, "The horse manure!"

The Englishman cracks up so hard he's out of breath the entire ride home. Naturally as soon as he gets off the plane, he tells everyone his new joke, but no one ever laughs.

Finally his brother asks him, "You seem awfully depressed lately, is something the matter?"

"I've heard a marvelous American joke while I was in the States," he says, "But no one else seems to enjoy it. I can't imagine why, it's brilliant."

"Why not tell it to me? I like to think I have a fine sense of humor. Go on, let's have it."

"Well, all right:

A young lady is having a stroll and comes upon a crossroads, where she sees three gentlemen. At her left, there is a motorist, ahead of her, an equestrian, and at her right, a pedestrian. Which of them were familiar with the young lady?"

"I've no idea," says his brother. "Which?"

"HORSESHIT!" says the Englishman, "And I think it's hilarious!"