Two Mexicans, Julio and Pepe, are lost in the desert. They are starving and have nothing to eat, and there's no civilization for miles around. Suddenly, Pepe shouts out.
"Julio, look! There's a fruit tree in the distance!"
Sure enough, there's a tree in the distance. The two run over to it. The two can hardly believe their eyes when they see that it's not fruit hanging from the tree, but meat.
"Pepe, are you seeing what I'm seeing?"
"Yeah, man, it's bacon! It's bacon growing from a tree! Is a bacon tree! We're saved!"
"...Pepe, have you ever heard of a tree growing meat? Something seems fishy here. Maybe it's a mirage."
"Julio, don't be stupid. Does a mirage smell like bacon?"
The two realize they can smell freshly cooking pork. There's a noticeable "sizzle" sound as the hanging strips of pork are cooked by the desert heat.
"Alright, Pepe, maybe you're right. it seems real. Still, something seems odd here."
"Julio, my friend, you can stand here and starve then. I'm going to go eat some bacon."
Pepe begins walking towards the tree. Suddenly, a barrage of machine gun fire erupts from the tree. Pepe is shot and goes down. Julio runs to his friend's side.
"Pepe, Pepe, speak to me!"
"Julio, mi amigo. I'm done for. You gotta get out of here. You were right about this tree, man." Pepe points at the tree with a shaking hand. "This ain't no bacon tree...It's..."
"What is it Pepe? C'mon, Pepe, stay with me. What is it, mi amigo?"
"Is..."
Pepe coughs.
"Issa..."
Pepe coughs up blood.
"...Is a ham bush, Julio. Get out of here, man."