Walking up to a department stores 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. Thats fine, replied the girl. Ill take ten yards. With expectation and anticipation written all over his face, the clerk quickly measured out and wrapped the cloth, then teasingly held it out. The girl snapped up the package and pointed to a little old man standing beside her. Grandpa will pay the bill, she smiled.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 13:06:51 +0000