You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy!™
Winning the lottery after your dead.
What are the odds of that?
That’s like winning the Boston Marathon a day after the race is over.
Is this God’s cruel joke? Is this some sort of cosmic alignment of the moon, the milky way and Roseanne Barr’s ass?
DATELINE: COTTAGE GROVE, Minn — It’s here that a Minnesota woman won $15,000 in the lottery a month after she died.
Talk about your good luck – bad luck scenarios.
“Hey you just won the lottery!”
Hooray!
“Oh you’re dead.”
Sorry!
This is the proverbial double edged sword isn’t it.
Damned if you do and damned if you don’t?
Who do you send the tax bill too?
According to published reports; Ginny McCauley died of cancer in November. That’s sad. What’s cool is her best friends who played the lottery with her for 30 years continued to buy tickets.
So when the sun and the big dipper and Charlie Sheen’s red headed hooker all tested positive for interstellar STD’s, the women of Minnesota won the Jackpot. They didn’t make the nightly news with Diane Sawyer kind of money, but they did win approximately the yearly salary of a Wonder Bread truck driver.
$45,000! Not Bad!
The two friends split their winnings into piles of three and honored their committment to their long time friend by giving $15,000 to her husband, Paul.
Paul, being a man, with $15,000 dollars bulging in his pants pocket, made the only decision any rational man could.
“I’m going to the Superbowl!”
You can’t make this up.
ANNOUNCER VOICE: Hey Paul. Your wife just died and she just won the lotter. What are you going to do?
PAUL: I’m going to the Super Bowl!
Grief aside, and good taste be damned, Paul decided he was going to live large.
According to published reports; This hard core Green Bay Packer’s fan said he was convinced it was what his wife would have wanted him to do.
“If she was alive … we’d go to Dallas [for the Super Bowl]”
Sure she would Paul. You just keep telling yourself that. I’m sure $15,000 wouldn’t have made a nice patio in the garden or a sewing room in the spare bedroom. You could have donated the 15 Large to the American Cancer Society. How about a cat farm in the back yard?
Pittsburgh V Green Bay.
Yeah it’s every woman’s dream.
Remember my story about the stripper shortage in Dallas?
Let’s just hope, out of respect to Ginny, none of that lottery money ends up in a G-string.
Or would Ginny have wanted that as well, Paul?
And that is crazy.