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Grandma and Grandpa were visiting their kids overnight.When Grandpa found a bottle of V pills in his son’s medicine cabinet, he asked about using one of the pills.

The son said, ā€œI don’t think you should take one Dad, they’re very strong and very expensive.ā€

ā€œHow much?ā€ asked Grandpa. ā€œ$10.00 a pill, answered the son. ā€œI don’t care,ā€ā€˜ said Grandpa,

ā€œI’d still like to try one, and before we leave in the morning, I’ put the money under the pillow. ā€

Later the next morning, the son found $110 under the pillow. He called Grandpa and said, ā€œ

I told you each pill was $10, not $110. ā€œI know,ā€ said Grandpa.

ā€œThe hundred is from Grandma!ā€

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