A quirky woman named Betty walked into a local bank carrying a huge bag of cash. She approached the receptionist and said, “I’d like to meet the president of the bank to deposit this money.”

The receptionist was a bit taken aback and tried to explain that it wasn’t necessary to see the president for a regular deposit. But Betty was persistent, and after a few moments, the receptionist reluctantly agreed to take her inside.

A little while later, the receptionist returned and said, “You’re in luck today—he’ll see you now!”

The bank president greeted Betty, saying, “How can I help you, ma’am?”

Betty, with a gleam in her eye, said, “I want to open a new account and deposit this money.”

“Of course, how much are we depositing?” he asked.

Betty smiled and replied, “$180,000, please!” And with that, she began unloading stacks of cash onto his desk.

The bank president was floored. “How did you come by this much cash? We’re not a laundering service!”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Betty said, waving her hand. “It’s all perfectly legal. I just make bets.”

“Bets?” the president asked, now even more curious.

Betty nodded and said, “For example, I bet you that your right hand will taste like eggs—not your left hand, just your right. If I win, you owe me $25,000. If I lose, I’ll give you $10,000.”

The president, still stunned, thought it was a weird but easy bet to win. “I’ll take that bet,” he said almost immediately.

“Good,” Betty replied, “I’ll be back at 9:00 AM tomorrow with my lawyer. Don’t back out now!”

That night, the bank president couldn’t stop thinking about the bizarre bet. He didn’t even like eggs! He spent the night nervously licking and sniffing his hands, trying to figure out how this could even be possible.

The next morning, exactly at 9:00 AM, Betty showed up with her lawyer. She wasted no time and said, “Can I check your hands now?”

The president, trying to act calm, nodded. “Sure.”

Betty carefully sniffed his right hand, then, without warning, licked it.

At that moment, the lawyer started banging his head against the wall.

Confused, the president asked, “What’s going on with him?”

Betty grinned and said, “Oh, he had a bet with me for $100,000. He thought I was crazy when I said I’d be licking the hands of the Bank of America president at 9:00 AM today!”