Knock on Wood

Personal notice, danger is my stock in trade. If a job's too tough for you to handle, you've got a job for me, George Valentine. Right full details. The oil company of California on behalf of independent chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the West invite you to let George do it.

Knock on wood, another adventure of George Valentine. My dear Mr. Valentine, I need your assistance most desperately. I am a landlord. Oh yes, one of those poor malign creatures do happen to own a building.

Happen to? No, no, I'll be honest. It's my life. The culmination of my desire, my only love. And I'm sure you'll forgive my sentimentality when you realize it is none other than the Alfred J.

Liggett, golden tower, a partner building. Oh yes. I am Alfred J. Lickett. Well Mr. Valentine, a person of much less of achievement is threatening my horizon. To be blunt about it, my very reputation itself is in imminent danger.

Please come quickly. I am desperate. Never in my life has my entire fortune been so threatened. You see, I have been a very lucky man. Not gonna work. Sure, this is the right door, not louder, George.

Yeah. This is pretty flusher on here. Yeah. It's a quiet house, mister. No need to make a lot of racket, huh? Boss will hear you. No need for excitement. Are you the janitor? Yes, you dropped that cigarette wrapper by mistake.

Oh, no, we didn't drop anything. Try to keep it nice and clean. Tenants like it that way. No pets, your children, you know. Waste basket at the end of every hall, Hall case you have any more. Oh Mr. Lake. Oh Mr. Valentine in his books. Come in come in quickly. Yes. Sure. We just been blackballed by your