While driving from Warracknabeal to Kaniva, our hero's car broke down. After initial cursing, he saw a beaten-up ute come along, so he flagged it down and asked for a lift. Sure, but only on the rear tray.

There was an old man there already. He had a big bag of white powder, and from time to time he took out a pinch and threw it out behind the car.

Our hero: “What's that?”.
Old man: “It's elephant powder. It keeps the elephants away”.
Our hero: “There aren't any elephants here”.
Old man: “Works well, doesn't it?”.