As my Great-Great-Great-Grandfather was leading a small band of pioneers West through some known hostile Indian Territory they knew they were being "shadowed" by Indians all the while.
On one particular day as the group of Pioneers was making their way towards a very narrow ravine that could pose a threat to the entire wagon train the sound of an Indian war drum was heard from somewhere in the woods nearby.
My Great-Great-Great-Grandfather leaned over in his saddle and said to his son (who would become my Great-Great-Grandfather)...My dear boy, I sure don't like the sound of those drums."
After which a voice from deep in the forest hollered out..."Sorry, he's not our regular drummer!"
A boy walks by a mormon church pulling a wagon of new born puppies. The bishop sees this cute picture and asks the boy "what kind of puppies are those?" The boy responds, "Mormon puppies!" The bishop roars with laughter.
A few weeks later the bishop is again standing outside but this time with his counselors. The same boy passes by and pulling those same puppies he had weeks earlier.
The bishop nudges his buddies and says "Watch this it's funny." He yells to the passing boy, "Hey, son what kind of puppies are those?" The boy response, "EX-Mormon puppies!"
The bishop taken back yells to the boy, "Wh-a-t? Why?" The boy yells back, "There eyes have opened!"
We still quote bits from that film all the time. I have a TPS report template on my cork board by my desk in fact and the guy next to me has a replica red stapler that people steal all the time. Love that film! Wish I could drag out a few printers here in the office and beat them to pieces like they did in that flick!