An American Anecdote for Russians
There are a lot of corn fields in Wisconsin, some of them striped, dodging hills, others flat and monotonous. In a very few of them an enterprising farmer has mapped out and reaped a large maze. A maize maze. You grab a pennant on a long wobbly pole, and enter the corn. If it's a good maze, it'll have a few towers in it where you can climb up and see where you are from above. If it's a really good maze, you'll actually get seriously lost.
I'm from Wisconsin, and this is more or less how I introduce my favorite joke to Russians. Then I say, «Вы знаете, как строить кукурузный лабаринт для дураков?»

