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Saturday, 31 October 2009 |
Walking up to a department
store's fabric counter, a pretty girl asked, "I want to buy this material for a
new dress. How much does it cost?"
"Only one kiss per yard, " replied
the smirking male clerk.
"That's fine," replied the girl. "I'll take ten
yards."
With expectation and anticipation written all over his face, the
clerk hurriedly measured out and wrapped the cloth, then held it out teasingly.
The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man standing
beside her. "Grandpa will pay the bill," she smiled.
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