Robert

When I turned 18 yrs old I won the lottery from a scratcher ticket, I was jumping up and down and screaming like a little kid. The cashier thought I was having a heart attack, the first number I seen was a 1 then followed by 2 zeros, the one thing I didnt realize was there was a period between the 1 and 0. It only came out to be 1.00 Then when I turned 21 I went to the bar and figured I would get so drunk that I wouldnt remember the night. I didnt get to drunk because I remember the night, and boy was it a night. I met this girl, hot little red head, big green eyes and a banging little body (No not little red ridding hood you perverts). She found out that it was my birthday and offered to take me back to my car (a little red pinto, I could have put a Ferrari you never would have known, would you?). Well we got to my car and I thought I was the MAN, she grabbed me and told me to go to town (at first I thought she was hungry but I came to my senses). I started to unbutton her pants and she grabbed me again, and wouldnt you guess it, the damn little period was in the wrong place again.The following year at tax time (let me remind you, I have only had a couple jobs as a pizza delivery (in my Ferrari), and a chip and dale dancer at a Jenny Craigs convention (damn they were hungry), dont do this at all, the money is not worth all the groping and fondling. But any ways back to the story, I went to the tax man and found out that both my jobs put together didnt pay uncle Sam very much, so once again the period was in the wrong spot. I lost my Ferrari, and my dignity from Jenny Craig, along with getting fat from eating all the pizzas that I ate. And let me tell you this, people dont like to pay when they only get half the pizza, and dont mess with a pot heads pizza that has the munchies.