"In 1984, a regular customer at a pizzeria asked his waitress for help choosing his lottery numbers. He won, came back, and tipped her $3 million.
(For eight years, Robert Cunningham was a regular at Sal’s Pizzeria in Yonkers, NY. One night, he asked waitress Phyllis Penzo to split the numbers on his card. On April Fool’s Day, she was woken up by a phone call from Cunningham telling her he’d won $6 million and she was entitled to half of it and made good on his promise.)"
Back2Bach
#12
"...so you can always have a fuzzie wuzzie friend with you..."
Yeah, when monkeys fly out my butt.