That is wet.

That's wet.

Powder was wet.

Handkerchief.

Gosh, it's wet.

You're all sweaty.

Your coat's all wet.

Do you have a handkerchief?

You got a handkerchief?

Do you have a handkerchief?

It's all wet around here.

Have you got a handkerchief?

Want a tissue?

A white handkerchief.

Hey hey, why is this so watery?

You had no umbrella and your coat's wet.

Don't you want it?

Sitting around with wet hair, you'll die of pneumonia.

Got a handkerchief?

I only have a Kleenex.

It's a sick team, right? I'm soaking wet.

Uh, little fancy napkins.

You got a handkerchief first?

Your pants are soaked! We can't leave him in wet pants.

You accompany me by rubbing the edge of a glass with a wet finger.

Oatmeal tweeds, blouse, blue silk handkerchief. Yes.

It's not breakable.

13 billion used every year.

And remember one towel per person for one year.

This is half a towel from the dispenser in this building.

He merely moistened the skin with vinegar before applying the zinc electrode.

You're all wet yourself. It's a lousy joke, but it's true.

So, a napkin. Draw a little model galaxy in the middle.

And near the the bottom, where the thread was wet, he tied an iron key.

It's wet, mildewed, corroded, rotten.

You see, this is sort of a sketch I did on a napkin.

It's smart enough to stop and you get half a towel.

Shh. One napkin comin' up. Wish we had some champagne to wrap it around.

No, really, that's what it is. It's about the size of a table napkin.

I grabbed a piece of graph paper I'm a physicist.

The first thing he said was he saw a handkerchief in midair.

But what about a recycled paper towel that comes in those little half sheets?

What is she, a button, a handkerchief that can be dropped or sent to the laundry?

He claims that he was handcuffed and blind folded, and that a handkerchief was pushed into his mouth in order to silence him.

Now, if I compare that to a cotton towel that I can use a thousand times,