A big city counterfeiter figured the best place for him to pass off his phony $18 bills would be in some small, hick town in Alabama. So, he packed his bags and headed there.

Arriving in the small town, he entered a store and handed one of the bogus bills to the clerk.

"Could you change this for me, please?" he asked.

The clerk looked at the $18 bill for a few moments and replied, "I reckon so, does ya want 2 nines and 3 sixes?"