Originally Posted by Valhalla1
Or run dozens of food dehydrator machines making jerky to sell.
NEWMAN: It's the truck, Kramer. The truck!
KRAMER: Look, Newman, I told you to let this thing go.
NEWMAN: No, no, no, no no. Listen to me. Most days, the post office
sends one truckload of mail to the second domestic regional sorting facility in
KRAMER: (interested) Uh-huh.
NEWMAN: But, on the week before holidays, we see a surge. On
alentine's Day, we send two trucks. On Christmas, four, packed to the brim. And tomorrow,
if history is any guide, will see some spillover into a fifth truck.
KRAMER: (realisation) Mother's Day.
NEWMAN: The mother of all mail days. And guess who signed up for the
KRAMER: A free truck? Oh boy, that completely changes our cost
structure. Our G and A goes down fifty percent.
NEWMAN: (excited) We carry a coupla bags of mail, and the rest is ours!
KRAMER: Newman, you magnificent bastard, you did it!