It was a quiet day in the town of Hickibob. Herb just got home from his job down at the plant and was very anxious just to
plop himself down on the couch and have a beer.
'Honey will you get me a beer?' Herb exclaimed.
'Sure thing Herb. So honey how was your day at the plant?'
'The same as every other day. The boss is always on my case about something.'
'Don't worry honey, soon as we win that lottery you can quit your job at the plant,' Suzy replied kiddingly.
'Ya sure, like that will ever happen.'
The next day Herb's son Mark comes home from school with a black eye.
'Son what happen…
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