Henry scooped the wheat flakes of his cereal slowly into his mouth as he read the morning edition. His wife Beatrice was sitting across the room, watching the morning news on the television as she munched through a buttered English muffin.
"Beatrice," called Henry from the kitchen table, "Have they said anything about Senator O'Nielson?"
"No," yelled Beatrice in reply, "They're just giving the traffic report."
"Huh," Henry nearly screamed across the room, "I'm reading here that O'Nielson was pulled over with a dead child, three pounds of various illicit drugs, and ten thousand dollars in cash . . . all stashed in his trunk."
"Oh my," yelled Beatrice, "That would ruin your day."
"No doubt, no doubt," Henry loudly agreed. "Let me know if they mention it."
"Sure thing, honey!" They both resumed their respective breakfasts.
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