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The Versatile Tissue

My Grandma usually had some, stuffed in her sleeve, and like a magician pull some out, when she started to sneeze… And when I was young, didn't like to wear a hat, so Mom would pin some on my head, can you imagine that?... And as soon as we got to church, I'd sit down low in the pew, hoping no one would recognize me, I'd feel just like a fool... Then there are times, I'd be in a strange bathroom, and suddenly aware, "Hey theres no " t.p." around, anywhere!" Then trying not to panic, I think I might have some with me, so I dig in my pocketbook, and viola! pull out 2 or 3… They also come in handy, when you are at home, and you suddenly see out of the corner of your eye, a rather large bug… And I know this is mean, but I stomp on it, wad it up with a tissue, and give it a quick burial at sea... And you can almost redecorate, your room with a colorful box, if you buy it from Wal-mart it won't cost an awful lot… But it really comes in handy, when females start to cry, dabbing at our eyes, it helps keep our mascara dry... So I thank the person, that invented the versatile tissue, because if are like me theres always some kind of issue!

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