Transferring To Salisbury

On a flight getting ready to depart for Salisbury...

Jack was sitting on the plane when a guy took the seat beside

him. The guy was an emotional wreck, pale, hands shaking,

moaning in fear. "What's the matter?" Jack asked.

"I've been transferred to Salisbury, 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 Salisbury all my life. It's not as bad

as the blogs say. 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 state."

The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you.

I've been worried to death. But if you live there and say it's OK,

I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"

"Me?" said Jack. "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."