Years ago when I lived in Illinois and before he went to prison, the then governor made some lady mad enough that she clobbered him in the face with a pie, and she went to jail. Nest morning I go to this job in the governor's hometown, and as I walk in some lady working there grins and asked me if I heard what happened to the governor. I said YES, adding that it should have been two pies and a ball bat across the knees. She laughed and dragged me over to some other lady that turned out to be her boss, and told me to tell her, so I did, "It should have been two pies and a ball bat across the knees". That was my first time there and I honestly had no idea the second lady was the governor's near and dear loving sister. I hope that she got over throwing me out of there.