sinjun

> A little old lady went into the Bank of Canada one day, carrying a bag of
> money. She insisted that she must speak with the president of the bank to
> open a savings account because, "It's a lot of money!" After much hemming
> and hawing, the bank staff finally ushered her into the president's office.
> (The customer is always right!)
>
> The bank president then asked her how much she would like to deposit. She
> replied, "$165,000!" and dumped the cash out of her bag onto his desk.
>
> Of course, the president was curious as to how she came by all this cash,
> so
> he asked her, "Ma'am, I'm surprised you're carrying so much cash around.
> Where did you get this money?"
>
> The old lady replied, "I make bets."
>
> The president then asked, "Bets? What kind of bets?"
>
> The old woman said, "Well, for example, I'll bet you $25,000 that your
> balls
> are square."
>
> "Ha!" laughed the president. "That's a stupid bet. You can never win that
> kind of bet!"
>
> The old lady challenged, "So, would you like to take my bet?"
>
> "Sure," said the president. "I'll bet $25,000 that my balls are not
> square!"
>
> The little old lady then said, "Okay, but since there is a lot of money
> involved, may I bring my lawyer with me tomorrow at 10:00 A.M., as a
> witness?"
>
> "Sure!" replied the confident president.
>
> That night, the president got very nervous about the bet, and spent a long
> time in front of a mirror checking his balls, turning from side to side,
> again and again. He thoroughly checked them out until he was sure there
> was
> absolutely no way his balls were square, and that he would win the bet.
>
> The next morning, at precisely 10:00 a.m., the little old lady appeared,
> with her lawyer, at the president's office. She introduced the lawyer to
> the president, and repeated the bet: "$25,000 says the president's balls
> are square!"
>
> The president agreed with the bet again, and the old lady asked him to drop
> his pants so they could all see. The president did. The little old lady
> peered closely at his balls, and then asked if she could feel them. "Well,
> okay," said the president. "$25,000 is a lot of money, so I guess you
> should be absolutely sure."
>
> Just then, he noticed that the lawyer was quietly banging his head against
> the wall. The president asked the old lady, "What the hell's the matter
> with your lawyer?"
>
> She replied, "Nothing, except I bet him $100,000 that, at 10:00 AM today,
> I'd have the balls of the president of the Bank of Canada in my hand."