 Then we have a lady and her little boy. Sunday papers are his day. She loves the funnies, and it's 6 o'clock Sunday morning, and nobody's awake except Junior. So, Harriet, you be my mother, and I'll be the mean little boy. Hey, Mike, are you awake? Oh, Junior, it's only 6 o'clock. Go back to sleep. Okay. Hey, Mike. What is it now? Mommy, where'd I come from? Sears and Roebuck can go back to sleep. Oh.