Two Mexicans are stuck in the desert after crossing into the United States wandering aimlessly and starving.

They are about to just lie down and wait for death when all of a sudden Luis says:

“Hey Pepe do jou smell what I smell? Ees bacon I teenk.”

“Is, Luis, eet sure smell like bacon.”

With renewed hope, they struggle up the next sand dune, & there, in the distance, is a tree loaded with bacon.

There’s raw bacon, there’s fried bacon, back bacon, double smoked bacon, every imaginable kind of cured pork.

“Pepe, Pepe, we ees saved! Ees a bacon tree!”

“Luis, maybe ees a meerage? We ees een the desert don’t forget.”

“Pepe, since when deed you ever hear of a meerage that smell like bacon? Ees no meerage, ees a bacon tree!”

With that, Luis staggers towards the tree. He gets to within 5 yards, Pepe crawling close behind, when suddenly a machine gun opens up, and Luis drops like a wet sock.

Mortally wounded, he warns Pepe with his dying breath:

“Pepe, go back man, jou was right, ees not a bacon tree!”

“Luis, Luis miamigo, what ees it?”

“Pepe ees not a bacon tree.
Ees.. Ees Ees… Ees… Ees… Ees… Ees… Ees…
a hambush.”