I remember a 20/20 story on the judeo-Christian (ain’t that rich) program to import the Lost Boys of the Sudan into the US. Straight off the plane they take ‘em to a grocery store. Their minds were blown, they had never see so much food and wondered how it could be possible since they hadn’t see a single farm from airport to store. After letting them buy whatever they wanted they then took them to their new apartment. Showed them the fridge, sinks, showers, bathrooms and what not. Then they just left them alone for a day or two . When they came back the door was wide open on the fridge, the faucets were running and other goofy shit. One of them was eating gobs of Crisco with his bare hands thinking it was the fried chicken pictured on the label.
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