I have been salting your pretzels in this town since 1983. I have watched the salt I personally sourced, ground, and applied disappear into your unappreciative mouths for forty-three years. I have seen things.
We come up here every July and I will say this for the place — it is genuinely cooler. The trees are very nice. The little shops are charming. But it is, I am sorry, an eight-hour drive, and you cannot tube on the actual ocean.
I am twenty-six years old. I have been a Cool River Tubing safety guide for four summers. I have watched eleven thousand of you go down this river, and ninety-eight percent of you, I am sorry to inform you, are not in shape for what you are about to attempt.
I have worked at the Helen Christmas Shoppe since the year it opened. I have hand-priced approximately four hundred and twenty thousand ornaments. The discount you are asking me for, in August, is not a discount. It is an attack.
I have lived on Edelweiss Strasse for nineteen years. I wear traditional Trachten lederhosen year-round. I did not invite commentary on this, and yet commentary continues to arrive.
The existing glockenspiel at the north end of Bruckenstrasse serves its function admirably. It is not enough. This paper formally endorses the construction of a second instrument at the south end.