Three women were returning to their village one night.
They spotted a man staggering ahead of them who was obviously very drunk. As they watched, he stumbled and fell face-down into a mud puddle. When they walked up to him, one woman turned him over to see if she recognized him.
However, his face was so covered with mud she couldn't tell, so she bent over and unzipped his pants. She remarked, "Well, he's not my husband."
The second woman, peering over the first woman's shoulder, agreed, "You're right, he's not your husband."
The third woman, somewhat older than the other two, bent over to look and said, "He's not even from our village."