A Pakistani arrives in New York City all excited; he stops the
first person he meets. "Good day, Mr. American, thank you to
accept me in your nice country, and..."
The person interrupts and says: "I no Amelican, I Chinese."
The Pakistani continues on his way and meets another passer-by.
"Thank you, Mr. American for to let my family and me stay
here..."
Again, he is interrupted before finishing his sentence.
"Sorry, chap, I'm not an American. I'm British."
The Pakistani continues on his way and meets another passer-by.
"Mr. American, me thank you for hospitality you give..."
"But my friend, don't you see that I am black? I am African,
not American."
He goes a little farther and meets another American and greets
him, "Thank y ou for letting me come to your beautiful country."
"I'm not an American, I'm a Mexican."
"But," answers the Pakistani distressed, "where are the
Americans?"
The Mexican looks at his watch and says, "Probably at work
first person he meets. "Good day, Mr. American, thank you to
accept me in your nice country, and..."
The person interrupts and says: "I no Amelican, I Chinese."
The Pakistani continues on his way and meets another passer-by.
"Thank you, Mr. American for to let my family and me stay
here..."
Again, he is interrupted before finishing his sentence.
"Sorry, chap, I'm not an American. I'm British."
The Pakistani continues on his way and meets another passer-by.
"Mr. American, me thank you for hospitality you give..."
"But my friend, don't you see that I am black? I am African,
not American."
He goes a little farther and meets another American and greets
him, "Thank y ou for letting me come to your beautiful country."
"I'm not an American, I'm a Mexican."
"But," answers the Pakistani distressed, "where are the
Americans?"
The Mexican looks at his watch and says, "Probably at work
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