Dear Diary,
Hey! Something’s been bothering Spira. I went to a Family Dollar the other day, and I found all this great stuff! Deodorant, cookware, gummy worms, even some toys for Larry… I get to the checkout and it’s like $30! What the heck?! I though this was a dollar store! They’re trying to hustle Spira, pull the wool over his eyes. They think they can flim-flam Spira, hoodwink him, give him the old switcheroo, but they don’t know Spira!
I’m going to call the Offices of Mordecai Shapiro tomorrow, and they’ll get theirs! But let’s keep it between us, Diary, we’re the only ones who know about this!
Warm Regards,
Spira