(xx) Vic's Unheard News

Well sir, it's late afternoon as we enter the small house halfway up in the next block now. And here in the kitchen we find our friend Russell or by himself. The young man is at the telephone chatting discursively with his colleague Bluetooth Johnson.

Listen. It's a recognized fact that an inhabitant of Toledo, Ohio got more teeth than other people. Oh, I imagine the typical and average inhabitant of Toledo, Ohio, has 80 or 90 teeth. Ordinary people like you and me of course only got 50 or 60.

Hi, I hope so. I never counted my own. Hello, Rachel. Honey, could you let me have a little money? Hi, girl. Is that some beautiful woman heavily veiled and greatly educated who wishes to speak to me?

Blue tooth, Jonathan. Oh. Human being's got only 32 teeth? Oh, I'm sure you must be mistaken. I might be able to straighten you and your feeble-minded pal out. I'm trying to carry on a telephone time, you face and dog.

Oh, so I see you. Then I'd cut off my right hand before I disturb you. However, answer me one question. Where's Mama? Upstairs. I am humbly grateful. I will never body you again as long as I live.

How's that Bluetooth? Dr. Smeets, how are you making that up? Mr. Woods, darling. Oh, God, they have a heart. I want my wife. She's upstairs. Yes, and I'm downstairs. Yes? But what's it's important? You're there.

Her's mom. And I'm so happy. I'm so happy, baby. Two tooth jobs in here in the telephone are trying to tell me inhabitants of Hannibal, Missouri got more teeth than inhabitants of Toledo, Ohio. Two tooth jobs in here in the Columbia.