So we're loading fabric onto a trailer when the truck driver asks where the load's being flown to. (He only knows he has to drive it to Manchester airport.)
Our forklift driver tells him it's going to Dubai. "Dubai? Isn't that near f**king Pakistan, or summat?"
No, wait... That's not the punchline...
Mr. Trucker continues, "Stick a load of f**king Pakis on and send them back an' all. Ha ha ha!"
Belly-laughs from him and Tony (a fat guy in an England shirt) follow. Of course, you have to be a goldfish-brain to have (a) forgotten the "joke" even though the exact same thing was spouted by another idiot no less than 48 hours ago, and (b) to have found it remotely funny in the first place.
"Are there a lot of Pakis in Nelson?"
"Yeah, f**king loads of 'em."
"Yeah, there's loads where I am now, all the f**king bazaars and {bleep}, it ain't gonna get any better, is it...?"
(Et cetera.)
They were both standing right next to the edge of the trailer, and six or seven feet above the ground... Tempting indeed.