"OK", she said, "first of all, in which month is your birthday?"
"August.", he replied.
"OK so let's have the number 8 here. Now, how many children do you have?"
"Three.", he replied.
"OK, so let's have the number 3 here. Now, how many books have you read so far?"
"I'd say about nine..."
"Ok then... Let's have a 9 here... OK, now, how many times a month do you make love to your wife?"
"What? Oh I can't answer that, it's too personal..."
"Well you did ask my assistance, and we are not totally strangers now, you can tell me that."
"Okay... twice..."
"Just twice a month? Ok, ok, fair enough. Let's have 2 here... Now, how many times did you have anal sex with another man?"
"WHAT?! Who do you think I am, some fag or something?!"
"No, no, sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. Here, let's consider that as zero. So we have so far 83920. Here's your ticket, good luck!"
So the next day he picks up the newspaper, and the selected numbers are 83921.
"GOD DAMN IT! Just because of a little lie I didn't become a millionaire!"