Quote from nutmeg:
Not a lot of currency jokes out there ......
Here's one for ya Nutmeg.
I got a slice of pizza from my favorite joint the other day and Guido hands me what looks to be a very suspicious "ten" dollar bill for change.
It doesn't look right, feel right and has that "washed" looked. For a split second I'm ready to hand it back and tell him I don't want this bill, but "hey" these are Sicilians, I know what they're gonna say "My money not good enuf for ya?".
While my slice is heating up I'm thinking I got to rid of this bill. Next stop is the 7-11, those fuckers are going to check it with their "pen". They'll keep it and I'll be out ten dollars.
Screw it. I'm going to give it to my kid for allowance. (Nice Dad, huh?). Then I remember the kid got in trouble at school for passing of some laser copied bills to the lunch lady.
This is out of the question.
I eat my slice in silence, looking at those Guido's making pizza, I'm screwed. When you post on ET, gotta remember, ten dollars is a hell of a lot of money.
Fast forward to Sunday, I still have this ten in my pocket. "Dam. I'll put the ten in the collection basket at church".
Tune in next week......for an episode of "How the Vatican disposes of counterfeit
currency in the collection basket."
peace out bitchez.