Walking up to a store's fabric counter, the pretty girl said, "I would like to buy this material for a dress....
How much does it cost?" "Only one kiss per yard," replied the male clerk with a smirk. "That's fine," said the girl. "I'll take 10 yards." With expectation & anticipation written all over his face, the clerk quickly measured out the cloth, wrapped it up and then teasingly held it out.
The girl snapped up the package, pointed to the old man standing behind her, and smiled, "Grandpa will pay the bill."
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