My uncle Joe and his best buddy, Bubba, went hunting a couple of weeks ago. Somehow they got lost. Uncle Joe reassured his buddy, though.

“Don’t worry. All we have to do is shoot into the air three times, stay where we are, and someone will find us.”

They shot in the air three times, but no one came.

After a while, they tried it again.

Still no response.

When they decided to try once more, Bubba said, “It better work this time. We’re down to our last three arrows.”

One Liner
A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.