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Once upon a time, a long time a go. There was a princess that lived in a tiny apartment in a shabby neighborhood. She and her prince were living happily ever after except for the fact that the princess had a tissue attached to her nose. It was no ordinary tissue. It was the never- ending tissue. Once she threw it away, it would suddenly appear back on her nose.

This particular predicament was causing problems for the princess and her endearing prince. How could they play �leap frog� or �tag� in their small little quarters, when the princess�s hand was always to her nose? The princess tried everything she could to get rid of the never-ending tissue. She tried tonics and salves and even a few embarrassing things involving animal sacrifices and nudity. All to no avail. At last, she heard news of a great wizard that could destroy most tissue curses, for a simple cost of a first born child or a co-pay of $15. Luckily the princess had, not to shabby, health insurance! So off she went to the wizard.

The wizard turned out to be a shy old man with �Beatles� hair and sporting wool socks. With a tap of his magic wand, a stethoscope, some probie objects, and a bunch of drugs, he cured the princess of her horrible curse.

And she and her prince lived happily ever after, in their small apartment in a shabby neighborhood. Where they played �leap frog� and �tag� for the rest of their days�..

FIN