Traders "R" Us..: Happy holidays! Traders "R" Us... For all you trading needs. How may I help you today?
Printer-That-Be: I need a gaggle of Silver & Gold traders right away. I need them right away.
Traders "R" Us..: Yes sir. Will that be debit or credit?
Printer-That-Be: What?! Listen to me young lady... Do you know who I am?
Traders "R" Us..: Yes sir, I do. You are the wonderful man that has us reading this wonderful response card. 'No exceptions!' is the rule; is it not? ... Sir? Will that be debit or credit?
Printer-That-Be: [indecipherable]I want them now!
Traders "R" Us..: Yes sir. Debit or credit?... Sir?... Sir?
Printer-That-Be: [Mutter. Flip through Rolodex ®]
[Editor Note: Printer-That-Be is hitting his credit limit.]
Disclaimer: Mark Twain (1835-1910-To be continued) is unlicensed. His river pilot's license went delinquent in 1862. Caution advised. Daily Paul ☑
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