You know, let me tell you this. A couple months ago, before the attacks back east, I ran into this Syrian guy in Tijuana who asked me if I could help him get across. I thought damn what a sucker, I can take him. I said, Maybe, but let me just go talk with the guards up there at the gate, and I left him back in front of the drug store and taco stand, you know? And told him to watch me.
So I go up and talk to two of the customs guards standing there on the sidewalk that crosses over, you know? And I point back toward my little Arab, but what I say to the border guards is -- "Is that the direction toward Pueblo Amigo?" And they nod their heads and say yes, yes.
So I thank them and shake their hands and go back to where my Arab is waiting and say to him, Okay, but not for a couple of hours more. Meet me here with six hundred dollars in two and a half hours.
So he does and I take his money and say, okay, they're waiting for you, go on across. He starts off for the gate, and I just walk away back into Mexico.
Ha.
But then, just a couple weeks ago I see the guy, and damn if he isn't working at the McDonalds right here in Horton Plaza! And he sees me and says where's my money? And I say, You wanna call the cops and tell them about your immigration, eh?
That shut him up.
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