There were these three explorers in South America who stumbled across a lost tribe. The tribe's warriors tied them up and took them before the leader. The leader looked them up and down and said, "I will give you two choices. Death or Bungi."
The first explorer thought about it and said, "Well, I know what death is, but I'm not so sure about Bungi, so what the hell... I'll take Bungi."
With that, the tribesmen pulled down his pants and took turns having violent anal sex with him.
The leader turned to the second explorer and asked the same question. The second explorer said, "Well, it can't be as bad as death, so... *sigh* I'll take Bungi."
The same act was repeated on the second explorer until he was stumbling around, dazed and in great pain.
The leader turned to the third explorer and before he could speak, the third explorer replied, "Alright, I don't think I can take that. Give me death."
The leader thought about it for a good minute, smiled, and replied, "Okay. Death... by Bungi!!!"
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Yeah, that's a really bad joke. But it kinda fits, no?
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