Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: Minneapolis, MN
That is pretty funny.
At a benefit for my mother before she died, there was a drawing for a bicycle, donated by a local bike shop. Of the several hundred people that showed up, I was the only person who knew what a bicycle was, I think.
Anyway, there was a drawing, and I won the bike. But, since I was the son of a woman who was going to die soon, there was a huge uproar that it wouldn't be fair if I won the bike--since it was my own mother's benefit. So, they drew again and someone else got it...a week later, that person called me and gave the bike to me anyway.