(standing in cannibal's cooking pot, native says something as he shoves a cucumber into Jack's mouth)
Jack: What did he say?
Bob: It's National Pickle Week.
Jack: Say Clyde, (looking at Bob) is your nose gherkin or dill?
Bob: In a minute it's going to be chow-chow. (to audience) That's the line they gave me: chow-chow.
Jack: Better than what you gave me on your show, brother!