Seems a regional builder hired three rednecks to bolt together beams on a high rise building. One was from kansas, one from Nebraska, and one from Oklahoma.
At lunch time they would hoist thier lunch boxes up and eat on the beam since gettign down required unharnessing and a lot of effort.
The first day, the Kansan open his lunch box, looked in and groaned, "Spaghetti. There is nothing in the world worse then cold spaghetti."
The Nebraskan opened his lunch and groaned, "Cold stew, I'd rather eat dirt."
The Okie opened his lunch and also groaned, " Tuna fish sandwiches. If I have to eat another tuna fish sandwich, I'm jumping off this building."
The following day found the three again high over the surrounding town, and at lunch time again hoisted their meals up.
The Kansas open his and exclaimed, " pork chop sandwiches! there is nothing better cold then a pork chop sandwich."
The Nebraskan opened his lunch and exclaimed, "Chicken! I could eat cold chicken all week long."
The Okie opened his and groaned, "Tuna fish sandwiches. Thats it." he then unhooked his safety harness, threw his lunch box down, and jumped.
As the Nebraskan stared down, he exclaimed, "The poor guy."
"Yeah," said the Kansan, and he packs his own meals.
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