Mrs Chief was a little, uh, angry with me last night. In fact, she came up behind me and hit me on the back of the head with a frying pan! "Hey!" I yelled. "What was THAT all about?" "I was doing the laundry and I found THIS in your pocket!" she yelled, and handed me a scrap of paper with "Betty Sue" written on it. "Honey," I said. "I went to the track last weekend, remember? That was the horse I got a tip on." Well, that seemed to fix the problem..until tonight. She just whacked me again with a frying pan. "AGAIN!??!" I yelled. "Now what?" "Your horse called." she said.