Last night we went to wash our big blankets and pillows at the laundrymat, since we don't like doing this with our washer/dryer at home.  Before we leave the house, C realizes he has pockets and wants some money for them.  So Terry gave hime some pennies.  Anyway, after we were finished we still had to eat supper and, being in the small town we're in, there wasn't much open.  So we decided to eat mexican at El Torero.  Well, while we were waiting for our food to come, C takes a drink of his soda and tips the cup instead of pulling it down beside himself and keeping it upright.  (It's one of those styrofoam cups with a lid that leaks out the hole the straw is in when turn on it's side.)

The cup leaks and we hand him napkins to wipe up the mess and he says, "Oh no..my money got wet in my pocket!"

Terry looks at him, grins, and says, "That's okay....money can be laundered too!"