A western reporter goes to Armenia to write articles about that
land. He meets an old man in a village and asks him about any
memorable events in his life.

The old man says "well one time my donkey got lost, so me and
my neighbors got some vodka and went looking for it. We looked
and looked and finally found the donkey. Then we drank the
vodka and one by one started screwing the donkey, it was a lot
of fun."

The reporter figured he can't write an article about that, so
he asked the old man to tell him another story.

The old man said: "well, one time my neighbor's wife got lost,
so me and all the village men got some vodka and went out
looking for her. We looked and looked and finally we found her.
Then we drank the vodka and one by one screwed the neighbor's
wife. It was a lot of fun."

The reporter, feeling frustrated, told the old man that he
couldn't write articles about those stories and asked  him if
he had any dramatic or sad memories that he could talk about.

The old man paused a little and with a sad expression on his
face said:
"Well, one time I was lost........"