A stranger in a small town. The fellow wanted to get acquainted with folks, so he went over to the village square and saw an old-timer with "kind of a mean-looking German shepherd. He looked at the dog a little tentatively and he said, "Does your dog bite?" The old-timer said, "Nope." So the stranger reached down to pet him and the dog lunged at him and practically took off his arm, and the starnger as he was repairing his shredded coat turned to the old-timer and said, "I thought you said your dog doesn't bite." The guy said, "Ain't my dog."
The moral of the story: It's important to ask the right question.
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