The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 10, Issue 2 (May 1, 1935)
A Profitable Stutter
A Profitable Stutter.
“H-How m-much is th that old c-car?” inquired the man who entered the garage.
The garage owner surveyed it thoughtfully. “Make me an offer,” he said.
The man who stuttered inspected the wreck. “I'll g-give you t-t-tw—”.
The garage owner grew impatient. “I'll take it. Twelve pounds.”
“G-Good!” said the other. “I was t-t-trying to say t-t-twenty.”