*Vint takes out his lotto tickets*
Naomi: Honey, how many of those did you buy?
Vint: A whole pay check's worth.
Naomi: Well . . .
Vint: But, now I figure my odds of winning are down to only 100,000 to 1.
Mama: Is that all? Well, I don't know why the chicken even bothers; they oughtta just hand you the grand prize.