The Art Of The No-Intro Intro:
A man walks into the telegraph office (suspend your disbelief, Gen Xers and younger) and says, “I want to send a telegram.”
“Yes, Sir,” the telegraph operator says. “What would you like to say?”
“Galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph,” he replies.
“Um, well, I suppose we can send that for you,” the telegrapher responds. “You should know, however, that we have a minimum charge of ten words, and that’s only nine. Did you want to add another word?”
“What would you suggest?”
“How about another galumph?”
“Of course not – that would be silly.”
The Art Of The No-Intro Intro:
A man walks into the telegraph office (suspend your disbelief, Gen Xers and younger) and says, “I want to send a telegram.”
“Yes, Sir,” the telegraph operator says. “What would you like to say?”
“Galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph, galumph,” he replies.
“Um, well, I suppose we can send that for you,” the telegrapher responds. “You should know, however, that we have a minimum charge of ten words, and that’s only nine. Did you want to add another word?”
“What would you suggest?”
“How about another galumph?”
“Of course not – that would be silly.”