A Texan, a Californian, and Oregonian are out riding horses. The Texan pulls out an expensive bottle of whiskey, takes a long draught, then another and suddenly throws it into the air, pulls out his gun and shoots the bottle in midair.
The Californian looks at him and says, "What are you doing? That was a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!" The Texan says, "In Texas, there is plenty of whiskey and the bottles are cheap."
A while later, not wanting to be outdone, the Californian pulls out a bottle of champagne, takes a few sips, throws the champagne into the air, pulls out his gun and shoots it in midair. The Oregonian can't believe his eyes, "What the heck did you do that for? That was a perfectly good bottle of champagne!" The Californian says, "In California, we have plenty of champagne and bottles are cheap."
So, awhile later, the Oregonian pulls out a bottle of Widmer Hefeweizen. He opens it, takes a sip, and then chugs the whole bottle. He then puts the bottle in his saddlebag, pulls out his gun, and shoots the Californian.
The Texan, shocked, says, "Why the heck did you do that?!"
The Oregonian replies, "In Oregon, we have plenty of Californians and the bottles are worth a nickel."
I'm from California, too. Born and raised. One lotto ticket away from Oregon, though. My brother already moved to Eugene, OR. My other friends have moved to Washington and New Mexico.