Kamau comes up to the Ugandan border on his bicycle. He's got two large bags over his shoulders. The guard stops him and says, "What's in the bags?"
"Sand," answers Kamau.
The guard says, "We'll just see about that ~ get off the bike." The guard takes the bags and rips them apart; he empties them out and finds nothing in them but sand. He detains Kamau overnight and has the sand analyzed, only to discover that there is nothing but pure sand in the bags.
The guard releases Kamau, puts the sand into new bags, hefts them onto the man's shoulders, and lets him cross the border.
A week later, the same thing happens. The guard asks, "What have you got?"
"Sand," says Kamau.
The guard does his thorough examination and discovers that the bags contain nothing but sand. He gives the sand back to Kamau, who crosses the border on his bicycle.
This sequence of events if repeated every week for three years. Finally, Kamau doesn't show up one day and the guard meets him in a Kampala in Uganda.
"Hey, Buddy," says the guard, "I know you are smuggling something. It's driving me crazy. It's all I think about. I can't sleep. Just between you and me, what are you smuggling?"
Kamau sips his beer and says, "Bicycles."
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