Calif. Hunter
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Life in California
Jack was sitting in an airplane when another guy took the seat beside
him.
The new guy was an absolute wreck, pale, hands shaking, biting his
nails and
moaning in fear.
"Hey, pal, what's the matter?" Jack asked.
"Oh man... I've been transferred to California," the other guy
answered.
There's crazy people in California and they have shootings,gangs, race
riots
drugs, the highest crime rate..."
"Hold on," Jack interrupted, "I've lived in California all my life,and
it
is not as bad as the media says.
Find a nice home, go to work, mind your own business, enroll your kids
in a
good school and it's as safe as anywhere in the world."
The other passenger relaxed and stopped shaking for a moment and
said,"Oh,
thank you. I've been worried to death, but if you live there and say
it's OK
I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"
"Me?" said Jack, "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck in Oakland."
Jack was sitting in an airplane when another guy took the seat beside
him.
The new guy was an absolute wreck, pale, hands shaking, biting his
nails and
moaning in fear.
"Hey, pal, what's the matter?" Jack asked.
"Oh man... I've been transferred to California," the other guy
answered.
There's crazy people in California and they have shootings,gangs, race
riots
drugs, the highest crime rate..."
"Hold on," Jack interrupted, "I've lived in California all my life,and
it
is not as bad as the media says.
Find a nice home, go to work, mind your own business, enroll your kids
in a
good school and it's as safe as anywhere in the world."
The other passenger relaxed and stopped shaking for a moment and
said,"Oh,
thank you. I've been worried to death, but if you live there and say
it's OK
I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"
"Me?" said Jack, "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck in Oakland."
