One day at the Mexican-American border there was a Middle-aged Latino pushing a wheelbarrow across the country line when a border patrol officer stoped him.
“Stop!!! BorderPatrol!!!” Said the officer.
“What is it?” asked the weary mexican.
“What ya got there padre?” spoke the officer.
“Notting.”
“Nothin’, huh?” said the man in the uniform. “Let me see.”
“Iss’ jost’ sand”
“Yeah, right.”
The officer looked….Nothing, just sand.
So this goes on and on for days and days,months and months.
Then, one day after it had stopped for about a year,
the mexican was in a bar having a beer when the officer
that he had seen so many times suddenly walked in the door and sat down next to him.
The officer asked him “Come on now I know you were smuggling something, now what was it?”
“Notting…”
“No, seriously, I know you were smuggling something now what was it? I don’t work there any more so you can tell me. It’s been driving me crazy. Now please, what was it?”
“Notting,” said the mexican
“Come on now, you can’t get in trouble anyway, please, tell me,” said the man eagerly.
“You really want me to tell you?”
“Yes!!!! Please tell me, it’s been killing me, please,
tell me!!!”
The mexican looked at him and in a drunken’ spanish voice said, “..Wheelbarolls….”