Two sailors were marooned on a tropical island. One insisted on building a raft and leaving immediately. The other wanted to wait and rest.

"Yea, but if these cannibals catch you, they'll eat you," said the first.

"I don't care. Let them kill me, let them throw me in the pot and cook me. They'll be sorry. "

"Why?"

"Because I'm not what I'm cooked up to be," retorted the second.