1939-12-xx (xx) Vic's Christmas Card List

Well sir, it's early evening as we join our friends at the small house halfway up in the next block now and We find them comfortably established in the living room a controversy seems to be in progress listen That great thing listed fellas. Oh Said you say every dog on here. We go through the same old tires in business

I don't send out Christmas cards for the sheer boy as pleasure you have it? I said now Christmas card is because it's a thing I feel obligated to do. Oh, say. Let me look over them names once.

Help yourself. Meanwhile, I'll be thinking of others today. Who's A. W. Gregg? A. W. Gregg happens to be chief accountant at Plaid 9. Acquainted with him? I think I made two three say I'm acquainted with A. W. Craig. We've corresponded from time to time and we've had long-distance telephone conversations and new investigations.

You've never actually met him though, huh? Not in the flesh, no. What call has he got to receive a Christmas card then? Oh, eh, kiddo. Oh, but tell me. A. W.A. Grant has remembered me with holiday greetings ever since 1930.

Who's Grieby H. Snout? A little old man with pale green feet that lives on the side of the hill. Uh-huh, I expect he is. Grieby H. Snout is Executive Paymaster at Plan 12. Has he sent you cards every Christmas?

He has. Whose tea all flies? Do you propose to challenge all the names on this list? I think somebody ought to draw the line somewhere. Every Christmas you go through the same identical performance. By bushels and bushels of cards and thrown to the four winds.