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TheSirfurryanimalWales · 61-69, M
At the border, a man rides up on a bicycle with a sack on the luggage rack.
Customs officer: “Do you have anything to declare?”
Man: “No.”
Customs officer: “And what do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Sand.”
On inspection it turns out that it is indeed sand.
Every day for a whole week the man comes with the bicycle and the sack on the luggage carrier. On the eighth day, the customs officer gets suspicious.
Customs officer: “What do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Only sand.”
Customs officer: “Hmm, let’s see …”
The sand is sifted this time. Result: only sand.
The man continues to come to the border every day. Two weeks later, the border guard gets fed up and sends the sand to the laboratory.
Result: only sand.
After another month of “sand transports”, the customs officer can’t take it any more and asks the man:
“Well, I’ll give it to you in writing that I won’t tell anyone, but I just have to know: you are smuggling something. Please tell me what!”
The man: “Bicycles…”
Customs officer: “Do you have anything to declare?”
Man: “No.”
Customs officer: “And what do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Sand.”
On inspection it turns out that it is indeed sand.
Every day for a whole week the man comes with the bicycle and the sack on the luggage carrier. On the eighth day, the customs officer gets suspicious.
Customs officer: “What do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Only sand.”
Customs officer: “Hmm, let’s see …”
The sand is sifted this time. Result: only sand.
The man continues to come to the border every day. Two weeks later, the border guard gets fed up and sends the sand to the laboratory.
Result: only sand.
After another month of “sand transports”, the customs officer can’t take it any more and asks the man:
“Well, I’ll give it to you in writing that I won’t tell anyone, but I just have to know: you are smuggling something. Please tell me what!”
The man: “Bicycles…”