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A middleaged woman walks into a hardware store and begins looking down each of the aisles.
Clerk: Can I help you find something?
Clerk: Aisle 6, all the way down, on the left.
A few minutes later the woman returns, lays a coil of rope on the counter:
Max Wt 135lbs
She seems edgy, despondent. The clerk begins to ring the item up.
Clerk: What's it for?
Clerk: What are you going to use the rope for?
Woman: Oh.... Nothing.... (She looks away.) Just target practice.
Kelley A Vinal
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