Four little, five little, six little Q-tips…
Seven little, eight little, nine little Q-tips…
But just ONE little Q-tip boy!
And for the record, it was more than 10 little Q-tips. More like 750 of them.
Why do they make such big packages of Q-tips anyway? Sigh. Being the frugal gal that I am, I shoved the Q-tips all back into the container despite the protests of my husband and insisted that we use them anyway.
What’s the big deal? I asked him. There’s nothing wrong with using wet, sucked on, lint covered Q-tips.
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I'm smiling. No, I'm laughing out loud.
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