The Indian & The Porsche

An Indian parks his brand new Porsche in front of the office to show
it off to his colleagues. As he's getting out of the car, a truck
comes speeding along too close to the kerb and takes off the door
before speeding off.

More than a little distraught, the Indian grabs his mobile and calls
the police. Five minutes later, the police arrive. Before the
policeman has a chance to ask any questions, the Indian starts
screaming hysterically: "My Porsche, my beautiful black Porsche is
ruined. No matter how long at the panel beaters it'll simply never be
the same again!"

After the Indian finally finishes his rant, the policeman shakes his
head in disgust: "I can't believe how materialistic you bloody
Indians are," he says. "You lot are so focused on your possessions
that you don't notice anything else in your life."

"How can you say such a thing at a time like this?", snaps the
Indian.The policeman replies, "Didn't you realise that your right arm
was torn off when the truck hit you." The Indian looks down in
absolute horror "F***ING HELL!!!!!! he screams........

"Where's my Rolex ????"