A meat counter clerk, who was drunk and had a particularly good day, proudly flipped his last chicken on a scale and weighed it. "That will be $6.35," he told the customer. "That really is a little too small," said the woman. "Don`t you have anything larger" Hesitating, but thinking fast, the clerk returned the chicken to the refrigerator, paused a moment, then took it out again. "This one," he said faintly, "will be $6.65." The woman paused for a moment, then made her decision. "I know what," she said, "I`ll take both of them!" |