Karl: What I'm sayin' is, 'ow do they know them Mayans actually died out an' that?
Glenn: Exactly. Two days ago, I was at home with my son, and there was a knock at the door.
Karl: Go on.
Glenn: My son answered, and there was this Mayan, in full Mayan warrior garb. He said there was a
society of Mayans still in existence in the tunnels and caves running beneath various parts of
South, Central and even North America. He mentioned New Jersey, in particular.
Karl: Tha's what I'm on about. No one really knows these things, but scientists is always claimin' they do.
I mean, how do we know all the dinosaurs was gone when humans was little.
Glenn: Little?
Karl: Young. Y'know, I mean, jus' starting out.
Glenn: Oh, I thought you were referring to our hobbit stage.
Karl looks askance at Glenn.
Karl: 'obbit stage?
Glenn: Oh yes. Before us big folk were around, our ancestors were little people, halflings, with furry feet
and clever brown fingers.
Karl: Were they?
Glenn: Oh yes. Why just the other day I was at home with my son, and there was a knock at the door...
[To Be Continued]
