crazyfarts dot com - Then, I found Five Bucks....

Typically, one would expect me to be at the end a rather dull anecdote when, just before the near death-by-bordom accosted my audience, I would utter "Then I found five (or a higher currency value if the story was truley on the dull scale of IRS tax documentation) bucks."

However, this is not the case today! In fact, I can, for once, actually write an entire tale about finding five bucks (technically, $5.17). Now, you may ask, "I can see finding $5, but where did that pesky $0.17 come from?" To that, all I can say is some poor sole aparently attempted to open the key locks today at Kettering Labs (UD School of Engineering building) using a JC Penny gift card that carrys a $5.17 balance. Praise be, I can now finally afford those...those....well, I really do not know. Does anything actually cost less than $6 anymore, let alone at JC Penny? How about a new towel to replace the one in my bathroom that is nearly an exact match to the Shroud of Turin? Thats $4.49, on sale! However, taxes will probably put me over, but who cares! I can now proudly proclaim that I really know the true meaning of "Then I found five bucks" (and 17 cents).