A pakistani is having breakfast one morning; coffee, croissants, bread, butter & jam when a indian man, chewing gum, sits down next to him. The pakistani ignores the indian who, nevertheless, starts a conversation: Indian : "You pakistani folks eat the whole bread??" pakistani (in a bad mood): "Of course." Indian: (after blowing a huge bubble) "We don't. In india, we only eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and sell them to pakistan. The indian has a smirk on his face. The pakistani listens in silence. The indian persists: "Do you eat jam with the bread??" pakistani : "Of Course." indian : (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling). "We don't. In india we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam and sell the jam to pakistan ." The pakistani then asks: "Do you have *** in india ?" indian : "Why of course we do", the indian says with a big smirk. pakistani : And what do you do with the ***doms once you've used them?" indian : "We throw them away, of course." pakistani : "We don't. In pakistan , we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to india.