The funnier story would be the chubby girl that he guessed a 165 for. Way under. He started to announce the actual number and she cut him off after the "two hundred and ..." Dumb b*tch shouldn't of let him guess if a stuffed monkey wasn't worth her dignity. Kind of offended the little lady I was with because apparently this means she only looks 50lbs less than probably a 240 pounder. 
She prolly felt really good all day thinking she only looked 165. Celabratory ice cream sunday with 3 scoops.
I figured to make it in the weight guessing biz you probably have to know when to take a dive
Yeah, but I bet county fair type carney's NEVER take dives. Probably ruthless. I would over-guess by a comic amount every once in a while and then make a huge show of saying the scale must be broken, hitting it and looking the lady up and down with a puzzled look on my face. Then, when they won, throw them the stuffed monkey saying, "Here ya go, lunchbox!"
