Uncle Albert:
Oh, pendulous expression, furrowed brow. Bad news?
Martha:
This letter from your publisher.
Uncle Albert:
Yes, yes. Immaterial. Impact inconsequential.
Martha:
They say they want to make big changes to your book.
Uncle Albert:
They do?
Martha:
Yes. It seems "Difficult Sums For Children" isn't catchy enough.
Uncle Albert:
Catchy?
Martha:
They're suggesting a new title. "Counting The Fun With Charlie Chicken". They're replacing you with a chicken.
Uncle Albert:
Ridiculous.
Martha:
Of course it is. We must write back and tell them immediately.
Uncle Albert:
Just give me the name of the chicken and the address of his coop.
Martha:
No, no, no. Your publishers. You can't have a counting chicken in your book.
Uncle Albert:
Of course. No fingers. Can't count without fingers. No use. Oh, I suppose he could use wings. No, that's silly. He'd only get to two. Unless, err... Noah managed two by two. Gosh, that flood must have been a terrible set back.
[sniffs]
Uncle Albert:
Ahh... Hmm-hmm. Smells like rain. Great change is afoot.
Martha:
You can sign this one?
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