One day, on 9/9/99, a man woke up at 9:09 a.m. in the morning, jumped on Bus #99 and went to his favorite restaurant on 9th Street. When the cashier rang up his order, it totaled $9.99.
"Oh, wow, this is an omen!" the man said, so he bought a pair of cheap binoculars at the 99¢ store, pulled out 99 cents in fares and took Bus #99 to the Race Track. As he approached Gate No. 9, he said to the ticket agent: "I would like to bet $999.99 on Horse No. 9 in the 9th race."
"Why those particular numbers?" the ticket agent asked.
"Nine seems to be my lucky number today," the man said excitedly. "I'm really on a roll!"
Feeling confident, he sat through the first eight races until Race No. 9 came up. Sure enough, he was on a roll.
The horse came in ninth.
11 comments:
haaaaa ....good one.
hilarious!
You had me to the end. LOL.....another funny one...
Serves him right!
Love Granny
Hee hee hee! Shoulda seen that one coming. ;-)
what a great play with 9......
sounds fun !
cheers!!
His luck ran out with the last 9! Poor guy! Haha.
We're under a severe thunderstorm watch until midnight. Yuck!
Have a good evening, Patty.
Renie
Dear Patty ~~ Good one, but you knew he wouldn't win with his nines.
I lke the post before and have been going to post it for ages. And the lie, steal,swear etc was very good.
Glad you enjoyed my jokes also.
The "That's what started the fight" ones are good,
I hope you got your gas meter out of the house OK. Sleep Well my friend.
Take care, Love, Merle.
Darn, I was hoping he was gonna win.
Guess I shoulda seen that one coming!
Never et on a sure thing, very goo post.
WEll, that makes sense, hahaha!
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