NORK SEASON

THIS TRUCK DRIVER HAULING A

TRACTOR-TRAILER LOAD OF

COMPUTERS STOPS FOR A BEER.

AS HE APPROACHES THE BAR

HE SEES A BIG SIGN ON THE DOOR SAYING

"NORKS NOT ALLOWED

 ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!"

HE GOES IN AND SITS DOWN.

THE BARTENDER COMES OVER TO HIM,

SNIFFS AND SAYS,

"YOU SMELL KIND OF NORKY.

WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING?"

THE TRUCK DRIVER SAYS,

"I DRIVE A TRUCK, AND THE SMELL

IS JUST FROM THE COMPUTERS

I AM HAULING."

THE BARTENDER SAYS,

"OKAY, TRUCK DRIVERS ARE NOT NORKS,"

AND SERVES HIM A BEER.

AS HE IS SIPPING HIS BEER,

A SKINNY GUY WALKS IN WITH

TAPE AROUND HIS GLASSES,

A POCKET PROTECTOR WITH

TWELVE KINDS OF PENS AND PENCILS

AND A BELT AT LEAST A FOOT TOO LONG.

THE BARTENDER, WITHOUT SAYING A WORD,

PULLS OUT A SHOTGUN AND

BLOWS THE GUY AWAY.

THE TRUCK DRIVER SAID,

TOTALLY SHOCKED,

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"

THE BARTENDER SAID,

"NOT TO WORRY, THE NORKS ARE

OVERPOPULATING SILICON VALLEY

AND ARE IN SEASON NOW.

YOU DON'T EVEN NEED A LICENSE."

THE TRUCK DRIVER FINISHES HIS BEER,

GETS BACK IN HIS TRUCK

AND HEADS BACK ONTO THE FREEWAY.

SUDDENLY HE VEERS TO AVOID AN

ACCIDENT AND THE LOAD SHIFTS.

THE BACK DOOR BREAKS OPEN AND

COMPUTERS SPILL OUT

ALL OVER THE FREEWAY.

HE JUMPS OUT AND SEES A

CROWD ALREADY FORMING,

GRABBING UP THE COMPUTERS.

THEY ARE ALL ENGINEERS,

ACCOUNTANTS AND PROGRAMMERS

WEARING THE NORKIEST CLOTHES

HE HAS EVER SEEN.

HE CAN'T LET THEM STEAL

HIS WHOLE LOAD. SO,

REMEMBERING WHAT HAPPENED

IN THE BAR, HE PULLS OUT HIS

GUN AND STARTS BLASTING AWAY,

FELLING SEVERAL OF THEM INSTANTLY.

A HIGHWAY PATROL OFFICER

COMES ZOOMING UP AND JUMPS OUT

OF THE CAR SCREAMING AT HIM TO STOP.

THE TRUCK DRIVER SAID,

"WHAT'S WRONG?

I THOUGHT NORKS WERE IN SEASON."

"WELL, SURE,"

SAID THE PATROLMAN.

"BUT YOU CAN'T BAIT 'EM."