A plane fell on a remote island. Only a few people survived, but got captured by the local cannibals. The cannibals chief started giving orders:
” The chief pilot – on fire. His assistant – with potatoes. These five passengers will keep them as provisions for winter…And that blonde stewardess – in my tent.”
“Dad, what about Mom..!?” – chief’s son asked worried.
“Your mother … with rice!”

A group of cannibals were lighting a fire to cook a beautiful blonde when a messenger rushed in:
“Wait, wait! Chief told us today breakfast is served raw in bed!”