Three tourists, an American, an Indian and a Brit are caught by a cannibal tribe on a remote island.

They all plead the chief to let them free. The chief agrees on one condition. Each of the tourist is to bring ten numbers of any fruit they can find on the island. The tourists, thinking that just bringing the fruits will let them free, set off to bring the fruit which each of them likes the most.

The American returns first, with ten apples. The chief orders him to shove all the apples up his rear end without any word from his mouth. If he successfully does so, he is free to go. The American, worriedly starts shoving apples up his ass. He goes till the ninth apple, and begins to cry as he can't take it further. The chief orders his tribe to kill him.

The Indian returns with ten grapes. The chief explains the stipulation to him, and the Indian with a happy feeling starts showing up the grapes up his ass. As soon as he finishes the sixth grape, the chief orders his tribe to kill him.

Now the American is surprised to see the Indian in heaven. He asks him how he failed. The Indian says, "It was going well for me. But as soon as I finished shoving the sixth grape, I burst out laughing when I saw the Brit coming with ten watermelons."