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Date Posted: Sun, May 20 2001, 0:18:33
Author: steve
Subject: Smuggler

Juan comes up to the Mexican border on his bicycle.
He's got two large bags over his shoulders. The guard
stops him and says, "What's in the bags?"

"Sand," answers Juan.

The guard says, "We'll just see about that! Get off
the bike." The guard takes the bags and rips them
apart; he empties them out and finds nothing in them
but sand. He detains Juan overnight and has the sand
analyzed, only to discover that there is nothing but
pure sand in the bags.

The guard releases Juan, puts the sand into new bags,
hefts them onto the man's shoulders, and lets him cross
the border.

A week later, the same thing happens. The guard asks,
"What have you got?"

"Sand," says Juan.

The guard does his thorough examination and discovers
that the bags contain nothing but sand. He gives the
sand back to Juan, who crosses the border on his
bicycle.

This sequence of events if repeated every week for
three years. Finally, Juan doesn't show up one day and
the guard meets him in a cantina in Mexico.

"Hey, Buddy," says the guard, "I know you are smuggling
something. It's driving me crazy. It's all I think
about. I can't sleep. Just between you and me, what are
you smuggling?"

Juan sips his beer and says, "Bicycles."

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lady from amsterdam -- Richard Nicholls, Sat, Nov 02 2002, 23:59:27