Ten percent of nuthin' is...let me do the math here...nuthin' into nuthin'...carry the nuthin'...

Overheard by the soda machine at the outlet mall in Gilroy, Ca:

Suit One: It's a lot of trips...
Suit Two: Yeah, well, this is my third one (wife). She knew what she was getting into.
Suit One: Oh?
Suit Two: I've got her trained. She knows the drill
pause...
Suit Two: Her boyfriend likes it best when I'm gone anyway.
mutual laughter.
And then past my table strolled two stout, balding, 50-ish men.