Want to buy a cursed penny?

I'm such a dork so I was looking at stuff on Ebay and I found this HILARIOUS item. A cursed penny. Oh no, that's not where it gets funny. Keep in mind, as of now, six people have already bid, now it's at 21 cents. Here's the story behind the cursed penny:

OK, here's how the story goes... I'm walking downtown Pacheco, CA, A tiny city about 30 minutes from Oakland, I pass by a cracked out looking lady with a cup in front of her. I would have usually just ignored her but for whatever reason, without even thinking about it I reach into my pocket for whatever was there and come back up with a single penny, only thing in there apparently. So whatever, I drop it in the cup, and when I think back I remember that the cup must have been empty because I didn't here it hit any other change. I'm walking away with a penny's worth of how good it feels to give, not even caring that I didn't get a "God Bless", when ***SMACK***, OUCH, I feel it right in the back of my head. I turn around while wrapping my hand around the back of my skull. She's standing up pointing at me and I think she was cursing at me but her words sounded mostly like gibberish, then came out loud and clear: "Keep your pity (actually possibly penny) I curse you, I curse you..." So I pick up the penny and put it back in my pocket, if only just to spite her. She kept yelling "I curse you" as I walked away.

Here's where I started to belive, about 5 minutes later, I'm crossing the street at 2nd Ave. and ***SPLAT*** what's this? I just got pooped on by a bird. Well, I think, that's never happened to me before. Later that day I go on to get pulled over for having a brake light out, causing me to be late for work which makes my boss uncharacteristically angry and ends up sending me home early. My house-trained dog decided to poop on the carpet, I drop my glass of beer and cut myself while cleaning it up and then, if I hadn't believed the curse yet, my evil mother-in-law who's suppose to live in another state decides to drop rby and stay the night. So in conclusion, the penny might not be cursed it might just be me, but I'm sitting here writing this ad listening as my mother-in-law (to be) tells my fiance how she can do better and the penny is sitting here with honest Abe looking up at me and whatever, just take this thing off my hands, I will even throw in a certificate of authenticity that this is indeed a cursed penny and you can live on the wild side but I've had enough. Please understand that anything that happens to you as a result of this purchase is not my fault and I can not be sued by any resulting pain and anguish you suffer at the hands of this round piece of copper and zinc.