Poor Mac sprained his ankle again.
Say, did you ever go to a dime museum?
If not you want to take it in by all means. It's a sure cure for glanders.
I went to one last week, and had more fun than if I came here and listened to these dispensers of heavenly harmony.
Say, wasn't that last part fine? I'm coming up, I am!
I hope to be in the same class as Chuck Conners some day.
Well, as I said, I went to this shelter for freaks and looked them over.
There was the fat lady who was blown up twice a day with the air pump.
A kid in front of me stuck a pin in her arm and punctured her.