An American was hopelessly lost in the Highlands and wandered about for nearly a week.
Finally, on the seventh day he met a kilted inhabitant.
“Thank heaven I’ve met someone,” he cried. “I’ve been lost for the last week.”
“Is there a reward out for you?” asked the Scotsman.
“No,” said the American.
“Then I’m afraid you’re still lost,” was the reply.
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