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The Revenoor, a most discerning and astute gentleman from out
west, sent this oldie about an elderly woman...

A little old lady was walking down the street dragging two large
plastic garbage bags behind her. One of the bags was ripped and
every once in a while a $20 fell out onto the sidewalk.

Noticing this, a policeman stopped her, and said, "Ma'am, there
are $20 bills falling out of that bag."

"Oh, really? Darn it!" said the little old lady. "I'd better go back
and see if I can find them. Thanks for telling me officer.

"Well, now, not so fast," said the cop. Where did you get all that
money? You didn't steal it, did you?"

"Oh, no, no", said the old lady. "You see, my back yard is right
next to a golf course. A lot of golfers come and pee through a
knothole in my fence, right into my flower garden. It used to
really tick me off. Kills the flowers, you know. Then I thought,
why not make the best of it? So, now, I stand behind the fence
by the knothole, real quiet, with my hedge clippers. Every time
some guy sticks his thing through my fence, I surprise him, grab
hold of it and say, OK, buddy! Give me $20, or off it comes."

"Well, that seems only fair," said the cop, laughing. "OK. Good
luck! Oh, by the way, what's in the other bag?"

"Not everybody pays."
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