I'm Shocked, Shocked To FInd Gambling In This Establishment

This video set up this year's Superbowl bet. I think Tim actually was pleased with the team he drew, and at the time I gave him a slight advantage.

Mr. Tim Stage and I have a mini tradition going on for the Superbowl. We bet on who will win and somehow we got off on a tangent in payment. It started when I won the first year and he paid off in quarters, dimes, nickels and pennies. He also left a pithy remark, something like, "Fuckin Packers!" Regardless of the sentiment, the money was good.

The next year I lost and paid Tim in dollar coins. I was rather pleased with myself after having gone to a couple of banks in town to find them. I put them in a pill container with some instructions to use when needed.

Here is a picture of Mr. Stage spending his winnings at old Cotton's/Crappie's, new Gimp's on Route 150 earlier this year.

But I must say, after losing this year, Tim certainly upped the ante and came up with a doozy way to pay. I received this in the mail a few weeks ago.

In the note he explains that this is a Canadian $20 dollar bill and is one of the new anti-counterfeit bills that they are using. He goes on to explain that if I start seeing these on my trip up North I have gone too far. Those Canadians are really something. While we are down here wringing our hands about how lousy Congress is, about whether the US is #1 or not, or which heinous crime trial we'll become addicted to next; damned if those Canadians aren't out there simply doing everything right. Yeah, and too polite to gloat. Hell, they even have half of Niagara Falls.

The bills are used with a plastic see-through insert. Really strange looking, but it will spend just fine across the border. You see, he inadvertently did me a favor. Michael's birthday is coming up in August. I'm sending the bill to him as a present. No evil deed goes unpunished.

And what Mr. Stage also doesn't realize is that I already have an idea on how to pay him off in the unlikely event of me losing this/next year. Evil never sleeps, sucka.

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