Where are you from?

[faceless]

Noticing a man stretched across three seats, the cinema usher walked over. “I’m sorry, sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.”
The man snorted and didn’t budge.
“Sir, if you don’t move I’ll have to get the manager.”
Again the man snorted and stayed where he was. Red with anger, the usher went and got the manager, who had no better luck convincing the fellow to move. Though he didn’t want to make a scene, the manager had no choice but to get a police officer. The cop looked down at the stubborn fellow.
“Awright,” he said, “what’s your name, joker?”
The man mumbled, “Joe.”
“An’ where ya from, Joe?”
Joe answered, “The balcony.”

--------------------

b'dum tish!