1941-04-xx (xx) Fourteen Days in Grovelman

Well sir, it's a few minutes past seven o'clock as we enter the small house halfway up in the next block now. And here in the living room we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor Gook settling themselves for a quiet evening at home.

Our friends are occupied with sections of the newspaper, and for some time no words have been exchanged. But now a voice from the dining room is heard. Listen. Hey guys, since when the government's alkaline has been the geographic center of the United States.

What is the lead, see? What do you say, lad? When is Brown in South Carolina, in the CDC, is the United States? You're not monkeying around by the fake drawers out there, are you? No. I'm looking at this letter, I'm tapping the buffet.

Word's got a letter, it's just Brown in South Carolina, the CDC. Oh, golly, you did get mail. I was so mean to say it. Yeah? But you didn't want to get a letter in here.

I asked you if I got any mail. Yes, I know you did. me right at the very minute rush went to work and dropped my Olive and Pickle shoe on the floor and broke it. I was so vexed and upset I couldn't think about anything else.

Oh, hey George, if Grohl was off to your line as the geographic center of the United States, I don't want my change. I'm sorry, Dick. I was so disgusted with Russia's carelessness. I've had that cut glass Olive and Pickle shoes since I've been married.

Maybe it can be fixed, Mom. I was examining the various broken fragments and I bet a little no it wouldn't either anyway I threw the various broken fragments in the garbage box I've been I think twice before I let children handle fancy cut glass dishes again anybody better you instant sports mark governments out Carolina page gave me literally a stage