A pretty girl asked the male clerk at a fabric counter, "I want to buy this material for a new dress. How much does it cost?"
"Why, only one kiss per yard, " he replied with a smirk.
"That's fine," replied the girl. "I'll take ten yards.
With 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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