Three women—a German, a Japanese, and an American hillbilly—were relaxing together in a high-end resort sauna.
Suddenly, a distinct beeping sound echoed through the room. The German woman calmly pressed her forearm, and the noise stopped. “That was my pager,” she boasted. “I have a microchip implanted under my skin.”
A few minutes later, a ringtone went off. The Japanese woman raised her open palm directly to her ear and conducted a brief conversation. When she finished, she smiled proudly. “That was my mobile phone. I have a microchip embedded right in my hand.”
Feeling hopelessly low-tech and determined not to be outdone, the hillbilly excused herself and marched off to the restroom.
A minute later, she strutted back into the sauna with a long strand of toilet paper trailing out from between her butt cheeks. As the other two women stared at her in absolute bewilderment, she grinned proudly and exclaimed:
“Well, would you look at that—I’m getting a fax!”
