A man walks into a bar and sits down. The bartender comes over, sniffs,
says that he smells kind of nerdy, and asks him what he does for a living.
The man says he drives a truck, and the smell is just from the computers he
is hauling. The bartender says OK – truck drivers are not nerds, and
serves him a beer.

As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his
glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a
belt at least a foot too long. The bartender, without saying a word, pulls
out a shotgun and blows the guy away.

Panicked, the truck driver asks him why he did that. The bartender says not
to worry – the nerds are overpopulating the Silicon Valley, and are in
season now. You don't even need a license, he says. So the truck driver
finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, and heads back onto the freeway.
Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back doors
break open and computers spill out all over the freeway. He jumps out and
sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers.

They are all engineers, accountants, and programmers wearing the nerdiest
clothes he has ever seen. He can't let them steal his whole load. So,
remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts
blasting away, falling several of them instantly. A highway patrol officer
comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop.

The truck driver says “what's wrong? I thought nerds were in season?”
“Well, sure,” says the patrolman, “but you can't bait 'em!”