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At the border, a man drives up on his bicycle with a sack on the luggage rack.
Customs officer: “Do you have something to declare?”
Man: “No.”
Customs officer: “And what do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Sand.”
During the check, it turns out: actually sand.
Every day for a whole week, the man comes with the bike and the sack on the luggage rack. On the eighth day, the customs officer becomes suspicious.
Customs officer: “What do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Just sand.”
Customs officer: “Hmm, let’s see…”
This time, the sand is sifted. Result: just sand.
The man continues to visit the border every day. Two weeks later, the border guard has enough and sends the sand to the lab. Result: just sand.
After another month of “sand transports”, the customs officer can’t stand it any longer and asks the man: “I’ll give it to you in writing that I won’t tell anybody, but you’re smuggling something. Please tell me what!”
The man: “Bicycles…”
Customs officer: “Do you have something to declare?”
Man: “No.”
Customs officer: “And what do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Sand.”
During the check, it turns out: actually sand.
Every day for a whole week, the man comes with the bike and the sack on the luggage rack. On the eighth day, the customs officer becomes suspicious.
Customs officer: “What do you have in the sack?”
Man: “Just sand.”
Customs officer: “Hmm, let’s see…”
This time, the sand is sifted. Result: just sand.
The man continues to visit the border every day. Two weeks later, the border guard has enough and sends the sand to the lab. Result: just sand.
After another month of “sand transports”, the customs officer can’t stand it any longer and asks the man: “I’ll give it to you in writing that I won’t tell anybody, but you’re smuggling something. Please tell me what!”
The man: “Bicycles…”
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