An American citizen was detained after trying to smuggle pure, uncut Mexican bologna into the U.S.
A New Mexico resident has been cited after federal officials say he tried to smuggle 76 pounds of illicit lunch meat from Mexico by hiding it in a spare tire.
U.S. Customs and Border Protection said last week that the eight rolls of Mexican bologna were discovered aboard a truck at an El Paso port of entry on Friday.
Officers detected an anomaly in the appearance of a Ford F-150 as it arrived at the Paso Del Norte international crossing port. Agents scanned the spare tire with a density meter. When they opened the spare tire, officials said agents found the bologna hidden inside.
The street value of the seized bologna is close to $50 million, if it’s sold in individually-wrapped slices.
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I must be missing something because I just don’t understand the need or want for this stuff. Now Black Forest Ham is another story.
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Or Swiss cheese. Mmmm….
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OK, I was going to ask why the he&* this idiot didn’t just declare this, but before shooting off my big mouth I went to the Customs Service web site and found that the great majority of meat products are in fact prohibited from import into the USA.
This interests me because I clearly remember buying things like sardines and other items that were clearly labeled as being from Thailand, or the Philippines, etc..
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Are they packed by ladyboys? 🙂
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My bologna has a first name, it’s P-E-D-R-O.
My bologna has a second name it D-I-E-G-O.
I buy it in the border towns
I buy it in the loaves and rounds.
I get the runs, it’s not much fun
But it’s a peso for a pound!
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Excellent!
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My bologna has a first name, it’s P-E-D-R-O.
My bologna has a second name it D-I-E-G-O.
I buy it in the border towns
I buy it in the loaves and rounds.
I get the runs, it’s not much fun
But it’s a peso for a pound!
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Mike, that’s the stuttering runs…
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I never sausage a bust.
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I had to read it twice, but I like it!
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That was a very moldy oldie. Back in the fifties (YIKES! Am I that old?), Little Archie had a kite with a sting of hotdogs for a tail. One of his buddies said, “I never sausage a kite.” It took me a while to figure that was a pun.
Every now and then I’ll dust it off and use it again.
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Yes. You should always dust off your sausage!
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Ha ha!
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Hopefully this takes the heat off of my bacon and chorizo smuggler!
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