Why is it I get hasseled more by the mexican police than the US Border patrol? I dont know, maybe cause of my dashing good looks or something rather. Dont they know that once upon a time my ancestors used to live on that side of the border? Im a third generation chicano/hispanic and married a german girl, but so what? That has nothing to do with the to do and all the yippiddy uppiddy does a doo with the clam in the hen house and me up the creek without a paddle in some areas of my dillusional life abroad the long horn turnpike! Get it, got it, good.