A weasel and a woodpecker meet on the branch of a tree and the weasel asks the woodpecker to carry him to another tree on its back.
The woodpecker asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The weasel says, "I am a weasel, I have no stinger."
The woodpecker is satisfied, and they set out, but midflight, the weasel stings the woodpecker. The woodpecker feels the onset of paralysis and starts to plummet, knowing they both will crash, but has just enough time to gasp "How?"
