>>1031220 >"Problem with the pizza," Uncle Clyde says mysteriously. He hands you the phone. >The woman's voice at the other end is shaky and apologetic. "I'm so sorry," she says, "but we'e made a little mistake with the pizzas. We sent them to the wrong town." >You are too stunned to talk. >"Hello? Hello?" she says. "We must have a bad connection. Anyway, the pizza was sent 300 miles to the south to a little town called Prairieville. I don't know what they're going to do with enough pizza for 60,000 people. But they're stuck with it." >"But what about me?" you cry. "What am I supposed to do?" >"Don't worry," the woman says. "You'll receive a full refund. You'll get all your money back!" >Turn to PAGE 91. How fucking hard can it be to get rid of $1 million dollars?