What Happened In Mali?

A stout man drives to a saloon  in his BMW. He goes in, orders a drink, then leaves. His car is gone. He goes back to the saloon, and asks, "Where's my BMW?"

No one replies. So he says, "I'll order one more drink, and then if my BMW isn't outside, I'll have to do what i did in Mali and I don't like doing that because it's terrible."

So the locals hurry around, and when he leaves, his BMW is outside.

As the stranger gets in his car, the curious bartender asks, "What did you do in Mali?" to which the man whispers, "I had to walk home." Isn't that terrible?