"No foolin'...I'm at your airport and your customs guys come up behind me and tell me to empty my pockets. I fly a lot, so I'm used to that. But, the wierd thing was that he told me not to turn around, and kept jabbing me in the back with something. But, hey, those folks have a job to do, so I just put my hands up like this and let them get on with it. I guess they give your wallet back when you leave...huh? Different customs for different cultures...am I right?"
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