Whack.....I think I'm just a bit older then you from reading your posts........I guess I'm going back almost 30 years, back when the 2nd Street Diner was on the Landing....the place with the fresh oyster bar.
Anyways.....I was driving a beer truck for Budweiser then, had only been out of the Marine Corps about 3 months or so. For some reason me and a couple buds got on a damn martini kick......Tanquary on the rocks with a couple olives. I don't know....we just started drinking them one day and didn't quit for a few months....older now, I understand that you just can't explain these things. 
So..........one day we were down there eating oysters and drinking martinis like we owned the world....ended up on a park bench across the street with a bottle of gin and a bottle of olives......then one of us got the idea to put a trail of nickles, dimes, and quarters down the sidewalk after we watched some bimbo go nuts when she found a coin....at the end of the trail we put a 5 dollar bill down a sewer grate, so it could be seen......I don't know if I have ever laughed as hard since, as I did that day, watching a growing crowd of people trying to get that bill while we drank our martinis on the bench.
Hell, I may get a couple guys together and do that again....can't imagine it'd be any less funny today.
griffin
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"The Irish are one race of people for whom psychoanalysis is of no use whatsoever." - Sigmund Freud
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