Ok, so this is usually told, so I don't know how well it'll translate to text, but here goes.
A bloke's doing a parachute jump for the first time, and is taking last minute lessons off his instructor before getting aboard.
[Bob]So what do I do first?
[Instructor]Pull the red chord.
[Bob]And if that doesn't work?
[Instructor]Pull the blue one - that's your backup chute.
[Bob]And if that fails too?
[Instructor](Exasperated) The pray to Allah.
[Bob]But I'm Catholic!!
[Instructor]Who's the instructor here? I tell you Allah, you damn well pray to Allah.
[Bob]Ok ok...
So later that dad, Bob's all suited and booted, and flying high above the clouds, and it's nearly showtime.
[Bob](To himself) Red, blue, Allah, red, blue, Allah...
Bob is thrown from the plane and is hurtling toward terra firma.
Bob first pulls the red chord, sees his chute go flying away into the distance. He doesn't panic, pulls the blue backup chord, and nothing happens.
Bob now starts to fear for his life, and prays to Allah as hard as can manage whilst approaching terminal velocity. All of a sudden, from out of nowhere a giant black hand comes soaring towards Bob, catches him skillfully, places him gently down in a field, pats him lovingly on the head, and dissapears as fast as it arrived.
[Bob]Thank God
Big Black foot - SPLAT.
(I would usually smack a nearby table for the effect of Splattage... just so you know.)