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November 30, 2007

Ten, One More Or Less

“Hey! This is the ‘ten items or less’ aisle,” said the skinny grocery store clerk.

“I only have eleven items,” said the stodgy, middle-aged man. “What’s ten, one more or less?”

The clerk pulled out a huge meat cleaver and chopped off the man’s left little finger.

“What’s ten, one more or less?” she asked.

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