Ripley's Believe It or Not by Ripley’s Believe It or Not! for January 15, 2022

Sodrigo Raldivar One time I had 1,231 soccer balls.

One time I had $2,001.

Ellen Wey-Frouter One time I was 89 years old. One time I had $300,001. One time I had three cats.

May the Lord be with you.

Now what would cats do with three hundred grand?

The farmer’s wife was hosting a bridge party when the farmer came in from the fields. “Hello, Ladies,” he greeted the guests. “Please excuse me; I have to go get all this manure off me.”

One of the guests huffed, “He really shouldn’t say ‘manure’ in front of ladies.”

“Count your blessings,” the farmer’s wife replied. “Do you know how long it took me to get him to say ‘manure’?”

Believe it or not. That’s called footballs in most of the rest of the world.

That Rodrigo guy has a lot of balls!

This joke has the word soccer in it. Is that close enough to be topical?

My grandpa was so competitive with me and would always try to win any game we played. Baseball. Soccer. Even who could eat the most corn dogs.

But I’ll never forget his last words to me as he was about to pass away. He looked at me with his eyes wide open and with his last breath he said…

…”staring contest, go!”

Until next time.

That woman must have seen The Aristocats.

Eventually the kids will wise up and stop kicking their balls onto to Rodrigo’s lawn.

That’s a lot of bread to give to a bakery.

That bakery customer seems really bad at calculating percentages.

Road trip to Bellevue, Nebraska! Those must be some turnovers!

Having a collection like that really takes balls.

Rodrigo Romero Saldivar of Puebla, Mexico … looks a little slow. If you catch my drift. And I think you do.

New Yorker Ellen Frey-Wouter was murdered by her two cats, Troy and Tiger. Soon to be a Netflix miniseries starring Will Smith and Zendaya as the social workers working on the case because of the defunding of the police.

Somebody has to be the caretaker of those cats.

My late wife had finally got the Oriental Shorthair cats she wanted a few months before she died. I told our son that when I die whoever gets the house has to care for the cats, it is a package deal.

So, all I need to do to get into the RBION is to collect some innocuous object(s), and not have a life.

I got a $200 tip three separate times for delivering a couple pizzas. It turned out the people were using a stolen credit card.

I wonder what that grateful customer got along with those two turnovers.

Leaving 800 grand to two cats…. what a sad, empty life she must have had.

Rodrigo needs to get a life.

Where does Rodrigo keep his collection? In his ballroom, of course.

Just $2,000 tip? What a cheapskate!

So…What really happens to the inheritance?

Some older electronic payment keypads did not have a decimal button, so if one needed to enter, lets say, five bucks, you had to enter the digits 500Perhaps the customer meant to enter 20.00 and omitted the decimal in the middle. Still, that’s a huge tip for a $5 fare.

I wonder what happens to the money after the cats die