BoxJam: My grandfather... your great grandfather... sold comedy door-to-door, as was the custom in those days...
BoxJam's Grandfather: Say... D'ya notice that spelling names such that any 'schwa' sound is represented by the common letter 'Y' seems ridiculously affected and less than manly? To wit: Regynyld...
Householder: I say... ho ho!
BoxJam: Back then, you didn't have to be 'P.C.', and his bit usually ended with a dance, a cane in his eye, and a long litany of expletives.
BoxJam's Grandfather: @#"#8623;$*%"#9608;~+"#9729;"#8623;^<<��"#437;##@#!!
Householder: Har... I laugh in spite of myself... [[tosses coin]]
BoxJam: Often, the cane caught fire... he also took daily orders, like the milk man... then the cane, the milk and the orders caught fire....
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