So, while I was busy gazing at the farm implements hanging on the walls, I was approached by two "natives." These guys might just be the original Texas rednecks.
``Pardon us, ma'am. Mind if we ask you a question?''
Well, people keep telling me that Texans are real friendly, so I nodded.
``Are you a Satanist?''
Well, at least they didn't ask me if I liked to party.
``Uh, no, I can't say that I am.''
``Gee, ma'am. Are you sure about that?'' they asked.
I put on my biggest, brightest Dallas Cowboys cheerleader smile and said, ``No, I'm positive. The closest I've ever come to Satanism is watching Geraldo.''
``Hmmm. Interesting. See, we was just wondering why it is you have the lord of darkness on your chest there.''
I was this close to slapping one of them and causing a scene -- then I stopped and noticed the shirt I happened to be wearing that day. Sure enough, it had a picture of a small, devilish-looking creature that has for some time now been associated with a certain operating system. In this particular representation, the creature was wearing sneakers....
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