Walking up to a agency store's fabric counter, a pretty girl asked, "I want to buy this stuff 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 apprehension and anticipation written all over his face, the clerk quickly weighed




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The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man regular beside her. "Grandpa will pay the bill," she smiled.

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