There's the story of the tourist who walked into
a Brighton curio/antique shop. After looking around
for a while, he noticed a very life-like bronze
statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but it was
so striking that he decided to have it anyway. So
he took it to the owner and said: "How much is this
bronze rat?"

The owner replied: "It is £12 for the rat, and £100
for the story."

Well the tourist gave the man his £12 and said:
"I'll just take the rat -you can keep the story."

As he walked off down the street, he noticed that
a few real rats had crawled out of the sewers and
begun following him.

This was a little disconcerting, so he started
to walk a little faster, but within a couple of
blocks the swarm of rats had grown to hundreds,
and they were all squealing & screeching in a very
menacing way. He increased his speed & ran on towards
the beach, and as he ran, he looked behind him and
saw the rats now numbered in their MILLIONS, and
they were running faster & faster.

By now very concerned, he ran to the edge of the
sea and threw the bronze rat far out into the water.
Amazingly, the millions of real rats jumped into
the water after it and were all drowned.

The man walked back to relate all this to the
shop owner, who said:

"Ah, you've come back for the story then!"

"No," said the tourist - "I came back to see if
you've got a bronze Englishman."