An expensive joke:
At lunch on Friday, Andy gave me a $20 bill for his portion of the food and I gave him change. I stuffed the $20 down my shirt for shock value. It worked and we both had a giggle over it.
I forgot that I had done that until tonight, when I went to pay admission for One'O'Clock Jump and was unable to find the $20 I thought I had hidden somewhere in my purse. All of a sudden it all came back to me; I had never remembered to take the money out from my shirt to deposit it into the purse. I don't know when/where the bill fell out, but it's nowhere to be found now.