Tales From The Morgue xx-xx-xx Elmer Versus The Inva

And now Iminjay, audio theater presents Chet Cheddar's Tales From the Morgue. A comrade in stranger.

Do have a seat, won't you? There. You've seen a bit hot. Let me fetch you a glass of lemonade. There you are. It is refreshing, isn't it? Yes. Well, allow me to introduce myself. I am Chet Chetter.

I am the Morgatenden here, and it gets a bit lonely. And that is why whenever I receive visitors, I enjoy telling them stories. I would love to tell you one if you have the time.

Oh, well, good. Well, now let's see. I think today I would tell you about a man named Elma Corn. I have many stories about this man. By trade, Mr. Corn is a manure hog from Biloxi.

However, he seems to have a knack for getting himself into some unusual situations. Well, my story begins one summer morning. On a Tuesday, I believe, it was 5.30am and Mr. Corn was beginning his day.

Mmm! And gum! Five-thirty already? I tell you, this fast-paced life I leave. Well, goodbye blissful slumber. Hello, Tuesday morning. Ah, alright, Elmer. That's enough for crash-dating. It's time to get out of bed and begin our day.

Ah, let's see what we got on the calendar here. Let's see what I'm going to have to do today. Let's see. Tuesday Tuesday Tuesday. Oh! Gotta deliver sixty pounds of manure to Duluth, Montana. Well, alright. I hadn't been to Duluth in quite a while.

Well, let's see. I guess I'll go outside and see if the boys delivered the paper yet. Aaaah! Oh boy! What a beautiful morning! Hello, world! Well, let's see here. The boy usually throws the paper by the fence.