WallyMole

Nasruddin was throwing handfuls of bread all around his house. “What are you doing?” someone asked.

“Keeping the tigers away.”

“But there are no tigers around here”

“Exactly. Effective, isn’t it?”

Nasruddin used to take his donkey across a frontier every day, with the panniers loaded with straw. Since he admitted to being a smuggler when he trudged home every night, the frontier guards searched him again and again. They searched his person, sifted the straw, steeped it in water, even burned it from time to time. Meanwhile he was visibly more and more prosperous.

“Mulla, Mulla, what are you smuggling?” they would ask from time to time. But the sly Mulla would never tell.

Then he retired and went to live in another country. Here one of the customs officers met him, years later.

“You can tell me now, Nasruddin,” he said. “Whatever was it that you were smuggling, when we could never catch you out?”

“Donkeys,” said Nasruddin.

Chuq seems like an intelligent person [which are pretty hard to come by]. And he plays pool! Which is pretty spiffy. Completing a couple thousand goals is pretty impressive too.

not, in fact, a mole.