THE LITTLE OLD LADY AND THE BET

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. The

president was of course 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 AM

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 that there was absolutely no way his balls were square

and that he would win the bet.

The next morning, at precisely 10:00 am, 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 complied.

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 Bank of Canada's president's balls in my hand."