Every year at the state fair John entered the $3,000 lottery and lost. Eventually he got so fed up with losing that at the fair he told his friend Mel he wasn't going to bother entering this year. "That's the wrong attitude," said Mel. "You've got to have faith. Look around you, and see if the good Lord sends a message." As he strolled around the fair, John became increasingly despondent. With the big draw growing ever nearer, nothing struck him, no divine inspiration, no sign from God. Just when he was about to give up, he passed old Mrs Brown's pie stand. He happened to glance over just as she was bending down, and noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties. Suddenly her ass began to glow brightly, a finger of flame descended from the skies and etched an orange number seven on each cheek. Thanking God, John rushed to the raffle booth and played the number 77. Fifteen minutes later, the draw was held. John lost again. The winning number was 707.