Reminds me of a joke my brother in law told me:
A few Americans from the Midwest want to start a bungee jumping business, and, after researching potential locations, decide on Mexico. In addition to not having any such businesses registered, they heard the weather is wonderful, the people are pleasant, and the bridges (for jumping) are numerous.
So, they move to Mexico and open a business in a town with a high bridge over a canyon. They put up notices of a demonstration at sunset.
At sunset, a large crowd gathers at the base of the bridge. As the brave jumper takes a leap off the bridge, the crowd hushes to silence. Then the jumper's friends hear him scream in pain.
Rushing to the edge of the bridge, they fear that the bungee cord has broken. They are relieved to see that the bungee cord is indeed intact, and that he is bouncing up and down. However, they are concerned about his cries and begin pulling him up.
As he is pulled onto the bridge, the friends see that he is covered with cuts and bruises. They ask him what happened, surely he didn't hit the bottom of the canyon!
The jumper asks his friends, "What's a pi�ata?"

"An honest man is always a child" - Socrates ...no wonder I'm so immature!