Delivery story 315 TeeTee writes: In college in Ames, Iowa I delivered a big order to a house where there was a bachelor party going on. When I stepped inside the door, the guys were chanting, "Tips for tits. Tips for tits." I just laughed and ignored them, but then they started piling money on the table! I told them for a bit more I'd strip to my thong and dance one song for them -- no touching. They threw some more money on the pile and I did what I promised. When I counted my money in the car there was $283. Not a bad tip!