You could remember the Yankee who came down South to show farmers how to grow watermelons and make a profit. He had noticed in south Georgia how the farmers sat around the country store and socialized in the evening after dark. Others would come by and remark that they saw ripe watermelons and wondered if they could pluck one. Each of the farmers jovially complied because they were related to the person or their families knew each other well.
The Yankee said, “You fellows follow me and I’ll show you how to get the most for your watermelon crop”. He began to tell them how he had studied Economics in college and what they were doing wrong while all of them were walking up the road to the Yankee’s patch. He noted to them , that in their culture of close relations and knowing many people, they were giving away their profits, but he was going to show them a patch of watermelons ready for the market. Sure enough, they came upon this beautiful field of untouched melons. Gloatingly, he told them of his sign they were coming to and how it warned “Everone should be warned that one of these melons contains strychnine, a poison “.

As they got to the sign,one of the old farmers exclaimed,”Uh,oh”. Someone had marked through “one” and printed “two”.

Even a country farmer could slicker you out of your cooler if they wanted to. The reason your cooler is still in your truck is because only the other jerks were thieves and were probably from another school or not in school at all. Other tailgaters were attentive enough to point out who stole it. Since you were dependent on your puffed-up buddy to retreive it, the question is,”Would you have have stopped those guys if you saw them steal your neighbor’s cooler?”