I don’t know that I’ve ever been told one of these. Here’s one sent by my friend Richie:
A guy walks into a bar down in Alabama and orders a white wine. All the locals sitting around the bar look up, expecting to see some pitiful Yankee from the north.
The bartender says, “You ain’t from around here, are ya?”
The guy says, “No, I’m from Nebraska .”
The bartender says, “What do you do in Nebraska?”
The guy says, “I’m a taxidermist.”
The bartender says, “A taxidermist? What in tarnation is a taxidermist? Do you drive a taxi?”
“No, a taxidermist doesn’t drive a taxi. I mount animals.”
The bartender grins and hollers, “It’s okay boys. He’s one of us.”
Personalized, I think, just for me.