It was the day of the big sale. Rumors of the sale (and some
advertising in the local paper) were the main reason for the
long line that formed in front of the store by 8:30, the store's
opening time.

A small man pushed his way to the front of the line, only to
be pushed back, amid loud and colorful curses. On the man's
second attempt, he was punched square in the jaw, & knocked
around a bit, and then thrown to the end of the line again.

As he got up the second time, he said to the person at the end
of the line,

A motorist, driving by a Texas ranch, hit and killed a calf that was
crossing the road. The driver went to the owner of the calf and
explained what had happened. He then asked what the animal was worth.

"Oh, about $200 today," said the rancher. "But in six years it would
have been worth $900. So $900 is what I'm out."

The motorist sat down and wrote out a check and handed it to the farmer.

"Here," he said, "is the check for $900. It's postdated six years from
now."