A little prejudice goes a long way

 A client flew in from Dallas and I was taking her to lunch.  In our uber-liberal city, every corner of every street downtown is occupied by beggars and/or activists' crack brigades, with Greenpeace in the lead but the LGBTQ commando units not far behind.

Normally, it can be a bit tricky to get to your destination without being accosted.  Normally, but not this time.

To every activist attempt, my client flashed a toothy smile and said with a charming broad twang:

- I am from Texaaas!

Hearing this, all Lovers of Progress paled with horror and took unsteady steps back, clearing our path.

When we were finally seated in a restaurant, the client turned to me and winked:

- "You know, I may be living in Dallas now, but I was born and raised in Massachussets".