Here's a long and pointless joke:
Okay, a Texan, a Canadian, and a Seattleite are sitting in a bar.
The Texan orders a bottle of tequila. The bartender brings it to him, and he pours some into a glass, which he promptly drinks. Then, he hurls the mostly-full bottle into the air, whips out a gun, and shoots the bottle, splattering the entire bar with glass shards and tequila.
"What the hell'd you do that for?!" said the bartender, horrified.
"I'm from Texas," the guy said, "I can cross the border into Mexico and get cheap tequila whenever I want!"
So the bartender turns to the Canadian, who orders a bottle of French wine. The bartender brings it to him, and he poors some into a wine glass and drinks it. Then, he throws the bottle into the air, whips out a gun, and shoots the bottle, splattering everyone with more glass and wine.
The bartender is now quite pissed. "What did you do <i>that</i> for?" he asked.
"I am from Quebec," the man said, "I can get cheap French wine whenever I want!"
So the bartender turns to the Seattleite, who orders a beer. When he gets it, he drinks the entire bottle, hurls the empty bottle into the air, whips out a gun, shoots the Texan and the Canadian, and catches the bottle intact. Now everyone's covered in glass, tequila, wine, and blood.
"What was <i>that</i> for?" cried the bartender.
"I'm from Seattle," the guy said. "We've got plenty of Texans and Canadians where I come from, but a glass bottle - now <i>that</i> can be recycled!"
