(xx) Razorscum's Photograph Album

Well sir, it's about 6.45 o'clock as we enter the small house halfway up to the next block now. The evening meal's been over only a little while and here in the living room we find Mrs. Victor Cook and her son, Miss D'Rush Cook.

Listen. Is your father still in the kitchen? I guess so. Unless you went down to basement. There! He made Tried to run out on you. Yeah! What'd you say? I'd say maybe he'll try to run out on you.

Why? You don't care much about looking at photograph albums. Did he tell you that? He ended long-limbed lines in the kitchen just now. He says, well buckle up your courage, Dr. Sleece. We gotta go look at our Razor Scum's relations.

Well, he was only acting smart. Everybody likes to look at pictures. I'm not so sure about that. Don't you like looking at pictures? Well, yes and no. I enjoy looking at pictures of myself pretty fair.

And when times are dull, I just assume kill a few minutes looking at pictures of people I'm acquainted with. Let's photograph albums, cut pictures of people you're acquainted with, isn't it? Cool. Mr. Razor Scum.

Ms. Razor Scum's brother from Hudson and his little boy. Mr. Razor Scum's cousin with the oblong head that visits at Christmas and New Year's. These two pictures in front are Mr. and Mr. and Mr. and Mrs. Razor Scum when they got married, ain't they?

Yeah. Let's get on over to the second thing. No, we'll wait for your father. And we're not going to rush through, either. I don't see what kick you get out of looking at a gang of individuals you don't know.