Jeff crosses the US border.
The second he crosses into the USA, a guy comes up with a gun.
Jeff: "That's what I was expecting."
Jeff crosses the US border.
The second he crosses into the USA, a guy comes up with a gun.
Jeff: "That's what I was expecting."
Listen up, buttercup. This joke is about stereotypes. Ol' Jeff here expects to be greeted with a gun when he crosses into the USA because, according to some folks, America is all about guns. You probably think ketchup is spicy.