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[title] => Loose change
[time] => 2007-03-06 20:08:03
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[bodytext] => I needed butter I had 9 bucks on me, I went to the store, got my 3 dollar steak Got my small can of beans, and another small can of corn. With a few dollars left I bought 2 small bottles of cheap merlot from Chile. I forgot about the butter. On the way home I stopped at a convienent store. looked for the butter. looked at the butter. no prices. I asked "how much is the butter"? there was only 1 dollar and change in my pocket Four dollars he/she said ( I couldn't tell which) forget it, let me get a quickpick and a dollar scratch-off a young punk walked in acting all tough, I acted tough. he/she gave me my quickpick, and asked what scratch off I wanted pick one number #4 Loose change. I was excited, I was paying for it in loose change before he/she could know it. big smile on my face. it was going to be it. the one. I cooked my skeak, on the pan, dry. no butter heated the vegetables in the mic. sat down, ate, drank, finished... looked at the card. it was still untouched. but the magic was gone. I thought do the numbers change when the feeling is gone? it was still the same card. the feeling was there when I bought it. the prize amount was 500 bucks! I took a dime out of my pocket and scratched with respect. 25 cents 25 cents! 1 cent... 5 cents 10 cents and...... 10 cents no steak tomorrow, no wine.. no butter. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 43 [informant] => vlad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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