Joke of the day.

A cultural archaeologist visits a remote, secluded tropical village. The local chieftain leads him on a tour, seeing all the sights and meeting with the residents.

Throughout the tour, the archaeologist hears drums pounding incessantly in the distance. At one point he asks the chieftain, “What are those drums?” The chieftain looks troubled but replies, “When the drums stop, bad things happen.”

They continue the tour, but the archaeologist keeps getting distracted by the incessant drums. What was so powerful about them? “Excuse me,” he asks the chieftain again, “but what, exactly, happens when the drums stop?” The chieftain, obviously troubled, again replies, “When the drums stop, bad things happen.”

The tour continues, and as dusk falls… the drums stop… and the chieftain freezes.

The archaeologist nervously asks, “What bad thing is about to happen?”

The chieftain answers:

“Bass solo.”