Knock. Knock. Oh. Wait. Wrong joke. What do you call a lesbian eskimo? A Klondike bar. Bad joke? Let me just get to the point then, For me, Eskimos are a hobby … kind of like fish.The small ones you throw back, The good-sized ones you take home for dinner, and The big ones you mount. You're not big so I can't mount you and I'm not hungry, so can you gather where you fit into the igloo?