Master Storyteller

One of the more pompous members of an exclusive men's club is in a bar, holding forth on his remarkable abilities as an explorer and hunter.

"On one occasion," he rumbles, "I suddenly came face to face with an enormous lion. I had never before seen such a huge beast. He stood only a few feet from me and was the perfect picture of ferocity. He roared; I fired; I hit him right between the yours."

"The yours?" one of the guests asks. "What's yours?"

"Kind of you to ask," says the storyteller. "I'll have a whiskey and soda."