someone bought a bunch of tickets, but dropped one while leaving.
I've been holding on to it all this time.
sorry, but i don't have any worthless dreams i'd entrust to a scrap of paper.
you really don't know how to have fun, do you?
no wonder you burn through more and more cigarettes every year.
nobody actually believes they're gonna win the lottery.
it's not about results.
the real joy lies in all the fantasizing and dreaming you get to do.
until the results come in.
you ought to quit glaring at you accounts all the time,
and just put this piece of paper in your pocket.
I'm sure that alone will make the world look a lot different.
give it a rest, Gran.
besides, I'm a cop.
I can't just pocket someone else's lost property.
but isn't hanging on to lost items part of a cop's job?
this is stupid.
my dreams aren't cheap enough to be bought with a scrap of paper like this.