It's a chilly 40º f degrees and rthe wind is blowing very hard....
Makes you wanna be huddled up with your honey in a warm place...
The guy was an emotional wreck, pale, hands shaking, moaning in fear.
"What's the matter?" Jack asked.
"I've been transferred to New Orleans, there's crazy people there.
They've got lots of shootings, gangs, race riots, drugs, poor public schools, and the highest crime rate."
Jack replied, "I've lived in New Orleans all my life.
Find a nice home, go to work, mind your own business, enroll your kids in a nice private school.
It's as safe a place as anywhere in the world."
The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you.
What do you do for a living?"
"Me?" said Jack. "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen," he said. "Welcome to 'What's My Fine?' "
My next house will have no kitchen - just vending machines and a large trash can.