When I crossed the border today, the U.S. Custom Agent asked me where I was headed. I answered, "Detroit" and she asked, "Why?" I said, "Vacation." She responded, "You're going to Detroit on vacation?" I rolled my eyes, laughed and said, "I know, right!"
But it occurred to be as I was leaving, what business is it of theirs where I'm going or why? I'm a U.S. citizen entering the country and I can damn well do what I want, where I what. Just saying.
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