A joke from a friend:

I don’t want to leave the drummers out in the cold …

This can be told in anyone of a number of politically incorrect settings, but let’s go with white settlers crossing the plains into hostile Indian territory. They know they’re being followed and feel it’s only time before they’ll be attacked.

One night they make camp and realize that from a distanced they are surrounded by hostile natives. Suddenly they hear the sound of war drums coming from the surrounding natives. One settler turns to the other and says, "I sure don’t like the sound of those drums!"

From a distance in the Indian camp comes the reply "…It’s not our regular drummer…"