Two French counterfeiters had made thousands of genuine-looking notes – €50, €20, €10 – but they always wanted more.
Scrambling through the discarded notes that had not passed scrutiny, they came upon a note that was completely perfect – except that it was for €18.
“Never mind” said the boss, “We’ll unload it when we’re over in Ireland.”
So, they took the note with them and, whilst in Cork, they entered a corner shop to get rid of the note.
“Exccuse me”, said the boss to the shopkeeper O’Brien. “Have you change for an €18 note?”
“Indeed I have sor, said O’Brien, ‘‘Would you like three sixes or two nines?”
