5x-xx-xx ep38 Slates Stolen Identity

BOLD VENTURE ADVENTURE INTRIGGED MISTRY ROMANTS STARING HUMP-FRIBOW GUARD AND LOREN BECOLES TOGETHER IN THE SULTRY SETTING OF TROPICLE OF ANNA AND THE VISTIRIOUS ISLANCE OF THE CARABEAN BOLD VENTURE Once again, the magic names

of HUMP-FRIBOW GUARD AND LOREN BECOL tale of mystery and in dream. To Havana city deep leisure dome, come fellas with wives so far from home, the tender sea breeze all wear easy rays, and wispously comforts of Shannon's place.

O Shannon's place is a sight to see, bamboo shades all plastic upholstery, And balconies to get close to the moon, And to shovel in the food a silver spoon. Ho, ho, ho, ho, oh man, oh man, what you folks got here is a pot of honey.

Wild, wild honey. That's how we impress you, huh, Mr. Brennan? You especially, Queenie. You don't mind if I call your private pot of honey, Queenie? Do you miss him? Well, there's a question that's never been asked of me before.

Answer the southern gentleman's slate. He asked your mind if he caused me a pot. Yeah, yeah, I mind. Next question. You just want an unbroken arm, say. Oh, good. Now that is good. I wanted to feel out the kind of a man you are before I talk business with you.

Now that you've felt slate out, what kind of a man is he? A gentleman protects his woman's honor. A man can do business with a man like that. Now, now for three hundred Yankee dollars, all you got to do is refine gent like you, spoils the drape of a sis-sucker with three hundred dollars.

When occasion demands it, lady, for the aforesaid money, all you got to do is to take your little old boat and pick up my client off of a freighter. Round four p.m. s. s. plume.