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October 12, 2014
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Classic 8-Year Old Comedy

My 8-year-old granddaughter and I were having one of our art sessions. She needed a pair of scissors but the only ones around were a filigree-handled heirloom.

I passed her the beautiful scissors and asked her to take good care of them because they meant a lot to me. “Are they old?” she asked. Excited that she seemed interested in their history, I explained that they belonged to my mother and my mother’s mother.

“Well, that explains it,” she said. “Explains what?” I asked. “Why they don’t work.”

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