(xx) Uncle Fletcher's Easy Chair

Well sir, it's late afternoon as our scene opens now. And here we're moving roads with small house halfway up on the next block. We find young with the rush cook and his great uncle Fletcher.

The gentlemen are contemplating a large old fashioned easy chair beside the dam and port. Uncle Fletcher is holding forth at the moment and we hear him saying, this belt collabed for 20 years of the war.

Looks comfortable, all right. First run for mayor and that is my now.

First up, Miss Chair, one cheers, little more, nine or ten. How did you get here?

Him and Mr. Dumpox quoted us. It's a slave-all easy to just throw the land. You believe that company? Uncle Pletcher. Did you bring that chair from your room at Miss Callen's? I... Oh, but they have a older, less than different ones than Saturn.

And he brings the Bowser the Albers likely. You're a sir. He's brought over this awful old easy chair. What's good? I don't know. See everything low around here, Vic?

I'm glad to be here. Ladies and Jack. Oh, to be sure. Tricolectus? No, Fred. How did they bring it over? That's right, right? I'll be right. What's the idea? I don't know. It's not even my...

You're just telling the folks, right? The Reverend G. Arthur G. Sessner's Easy Chair. Easy Chair, Uncle Sessner. Like Bob and Katie? Why did you bring your Easy Chair away from your room at Miss Kellard?

To settle. You people that are sociable enough to ask you, even if it's a week. So, oh, maybe take the money for five meals with me. Uh-huh. So, I figured this way. I figured I was got too easy chairs and not that room.