Well, if by “good” you mean “really awful”:
An old man boards a bus one day and asks for a ticket to New York. “That’ll be $15.80,” says the conductor, so the man hands him a $20 bill. “Change?! Change?! You want CHANGE?!!” shouts the conductor, and throws the old man off the bus, whereupon he is immediately run over by a passing car.
Luckily, a nearby cop is on hand to arrest the conductor, and he is tried and convicted for murder, and sentenced to the electric chair. There is no appeal, and he seems to accept his fate calmly. When the day of execution arrives, the guards ask if he has any last requests. “I’d just like a large bunch of bananas, and copies of Vogue, Cosmopolitan, and Women’s Weekly please,” he says. The guards look at him a little oddly, but his wish is granted.
As soon as he receives his items, the conductor mashes up the bananas and smears them all over his body. Then, he rips up the magazines into small pieces and plasters them all over the bananas. “Right,” he says, “I’m ready to face my punishment.” So he is strapped into the chair, and the switch is flicked. 10,000 volts pumps round the circuits, but the man is apparently unharmed. They increase the power to 15,000 volts, but the victim just sits there smiling. Even on 20,000 volts, he is absolutely fine.
Convinced that the man is some kind of supernatural being, perhaps the second coming of Christ or something, the judge decides to free him. “But tell me,” he says, “what’s your secret - how did you avoid certain death? Is it the bananas?” “No, sir, it’s not that.” “Then it must be the women’s magazines?” “Nope, it’s nothing to do with them. I’m just a bad conductor.”