Al Vincents Corrupt Political Machine Part 09

Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leak tall buildings at a single bound. Up in the sky, it's a bird. It's a plane. It's Superman. Kellogg's PEP. P-E-P-PEP. Kellogg's PEP.

The sunshine cereal presents the adventures of Superman. Today, with Lois Lane lying still and apparently lifeless at her feet, Mary Henig realizes with melting fear that her adventure and petty crime may end in murder.

Hello there, gang. This is your pal Dan McCullough. You know, old man's son sure is on the beam these late spring days, why he shows up at breakfast time almost as regular as clockwork sheds good old sunny cheer all over the place.

Gang, if you want to be on the sunbeam too, latch on to Kellogg's pet, the sunshine cereal. There's a sunny golden toasted treat that is a treat. Crisp, delicate flakes of real whole wheat, pull to the brim with sparkling sunshine flavor.

It's a keen flavor, a delicious flavor, a come on flavor that keeps your spoon coming right back for more. Makes you want to dig right in and polish the bowl clean as a whistle. And you know, that's the right idea.

Sure, it's mighty important to get the good out of every bit of your breakfast dish of Kellogg's PEP, because it's good for you and because it's not smart to waste cereal, particularly nowadays. You see, whole wheat is one of the cereal grains picked out to send to fellows and girls all around the world.

Think of that gang when mom brings Kellogg's PEP home from the grocers. Make sure there's no waste at your house. If you pour your own PEP, take time to pour it carefully and eat up every bit you pour out and say, kind of keep an eye on your younger brothers and sisters too.