Inspired by Neville’s exceedingly entertaining Lottery Experiment, I went out and bought a lottery ticket of my own while pumping my barely sub-$3 gas. Notice I said a lottery ticket, ’cause I am a cheap bastard and dislike playing games of chance where the odds are stacked against me. Ok, I’m ready to scratch… (I had no access to a Canadian quarter so it was up to my trusty non-flawed American one…)
No mas. Nada, zilch, zip. It was pretty fun, having six chances to win some free dough. I tried holding it up a bright light too, to see if convenience store owners could cheat and take out the winners for themselves. They can’t. I guess somebody thought of that already =).