On the border. A customs officer stops a little girl and asks: “What is this powder you have, girl?”
– This, uncle, is heroin!
– No, heroin is white, but yours is orange.
– And this, uncle, is children’s heroin, with orange flavor.
On the border. A customs officer stops a little girl and asks: “What is this powder you have, girl?”
– This, uncle, is heroin!
– No, heroin is white, but yours is orange.
– And this, uncle, is children’s heroin, with orange flavor.