(xxx) Floyd's Inheritance

Grace Gilderslee! We get this time, the National Broadcasting Company brings you transcribed a new adventure of the Grace Gilderslee, written by John Elliot and Andy White. L You're always plastic.

Pretty. Why are you focusing? Well, that's what I'm saying. You love songs for somebody? No indeed. This is Jolly Boys night. Oh, that cut you out of a date with William Pretty Girl. Oh, my boy.

There's nothing quite like the camaraderie. You've gathered around and lifting your voices in song with TV, judge bookers, chief case, Floyd Muncher. I didn't much of the same dating with them and a pretty girl.

Ha! In just a minute, we'll see what's going on in Summerfield. The desire for security, comfort, and companionship doesn't diminish with aging. Our elder citizens can maintain the love of life if they retain these necessary ingredients of good living.

You aid the aged when you give to your community chest or United Fund campaigns. Well, the Jolly Boy's meeting in the room above Floyd's barbershop is approaching the midnight hour. Strong male voices have been ringing through the night like a bell, slightly crushed, but what they may lack in harmony they make up for in enthusiasm.

He's way down the bottom of the wheel. Well, gentlemen, stimulated as this is, I must win my way home. It's really Well, brother, you should break up. I have to be at the jail early to feed the prisoner.

Who you do to? Poor Paula has insomnia. Maybe that's why I became a good guy for a second. Couldn't sleep tonight. Ha ha ha ha ha. Well, I've been running on my way. Yeah, tomorrow's another day, eh, eh, baby?