After the police smell your fingers

Years ago, a man was riding the train from New Orleans , eating a bag of fresh shrimp, ripping them apart, and throwing the shells out the window. The woman sitting opposite him said, “Would you mind not doing that? It’s disgusting to watch.” He replied, “It’s none of your business, hon. I paid my fare and I’ll do what I want.” And he continued until he finished the bag. Full, he settled back for a nap. The woman pulled out her knitting. Soon all the man could hear was that incessant clicking and clacking. Soon he said, “Would you stop that noise? I’m trying to sleep!” She replied, “It’s none of your business. I paid my fare and I’ll do what I want.” The man grabbed her knitting and tossed it out the window. She immediately stood up and pulled the train alarm cord. He started laughing. “You’re gonna get fined for that!” The woman replied, “And you’re going to jail …after the police smell your fingers!”