Remote border crossing, little traffic, single booth with a border/customs agent...
Older fellow rides up to the crossing on his bicycle
He has 2 big bags hanging on the rear rack
-What's in those bags?
-Sand
-Sand?...I want to see it
Agent empties both bags...all he finds is sand...puts sand back into bags...lets the guy go
The following week, the same fellow rides up on his bicycle to the same crossing...same bags...same agent
-What's in those bags?
-Sand
-Sand?...I want to see it
Agent empties both bags...all he finds is sand...puts sand back into bags...lets the guy go
The following week, the same fellow rides up on his bicycle to the same crossing...same bags...same agent
-What's in those bags?
-Sand
-Sand?...I want to see it
..etc etc...
The following week, the same fellow rides up to the same crossing...same deal...
Agent - stop!
Hold on...I presume you have sand again in those bags, right?
Yes sir
OK...I will make a deal with you - I swear, I will let you in, but please tell me wtf are smuggling?
Bicycles