It was little Johnny's first day in a new school, so his father
looked up the teacher. He told her that little Johnny was a good
kid but that he was an avid gambler. He warned her that little
Johnny might win lunch money from the other kids if he was not
watched closely. The teacher did not seem disturbed, assured the
father that she had handled many such problems and was very capable
of taking care of little Johnny's urge to gamble.
Shortly after lunch, the father called the teacher and asked her
how things were going. "Oh, everything is going very well," she
said. "I think I may have cured little Johnny of his gambling
habit."
The father asked her what had happened.
"The little tyke absolutely insisted on betting me ten dollars that
I had a mole on my rear," she said. "I finally agreed to the bet
and took him to the teacher's lounge to show him that I had no
mole, and took his ten dollars."
"Damn!" the father said. "He bet me fifty dollars this morning that
he would see the teacher's ass before the day was over."
