[FONT=&]It might have been a case where the plumber was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She, then, took him by the hand, gently led him through the door (which she closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.
When he had had enough, they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed that there was a dollar sticking out from under the cup’s bottom edge.
"All this was just too wonderful for words, " he said, "but what’s the dollar for?"
"Well," she said, "last night, I told my husband that you had found the can of money, and I suggested that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you.
[/FONT]He said, "screw the plumber. Give him a dollar." The breakfast ... that was my idea."