The Lottery
A woman gets home, screeches her car into the driveway, runs into
the house, slams the door and shouts at the top of her lungs,
"Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!"
The husband says, 'Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or
mountain stuff?"
"Doesn't matter," she says. "Just get the hell out!"
the house, slams the door and shouts at the top of her lungs,
"Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!"
The husband says, 'Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or
mountain stuff?"
"Doesn't matter," she says. "Just get the hell out!"
