A friend told me. I went to my mother with my son, the son is already a man, 20 years old, we were welcomed, it is time to leave, the son said, "Baby, give me money?" Grandma: “Take it there in a box under the bed.” He naturally dives there and from under the bed: “That’s empty!” Grandmother joyfully: "So the money printing machine was cut off... " 81 year old man.