Waldo quickly needs a lawyer, but doesn't know any. "Must be some lawyer named Jones," he says to himself, and does find the law firm, Jones, Jones, Jones, and Jones, in the yellow pages.
Waldo phones.
"Jones, Jones, Jones, and Jones," says the man in the office who answers.
"Uh, may I speak to Mr. Jones?" says Waldo.
"He's at lunch," is the reply. "May someone else help you?"
"Well, may I speak with another Mr. Jones?"
"He's in court," says the office man.
"Er, well, the other Mr. Jones, then?" asks Waldo.
"Sorry, he's on vacation."
"ANOTHER Mr. Jones?" the frustrated Waldo says.
"Speaking."
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