Bluffs Infection

Your Coca-Cola bottle here presents Claudia Claudia based on the play and novels by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself Have a Coke And now Claudia What's that darling? I said have you seen blast any place? Oh, he's not underfoot here. I thought he was in the kitchen with you

He isn't know-zing around the icebox. I figure he was helping you shave. He got his breakfast ready, but I can't find him. What are you feeding him? Soft boiled eggs. Hey, guy, let him take eggs out of your mouth. He's getting two pounds of steak.

Steak? He's taking that out of my mouth. I'll take the egg. Here, bluff bluff. Come on. Honestly, I don't see how a big dog I came to get lost in a little apartment like this.

Here he comes. Look at him walking on three legs. Well, I'm walking on to any objection. Yeah, he's got four. He's letting ones go to waste. I don't think he looks well. Oh, how can you tell?

Well, his eyes look feverish. You're imagining things. They do, especially the last one. And look, he's still walking on three legs. Oh. Might be that left front paw that he hurt in his accident last week.

Yes, that's the one. He was all right. Yesterday at all healed up beautifully. Come over here, boy. Come on. Come on. I'm looking for you. Come on now. This isn't going to hurt. Papa just wants to look.

It's kind of warm. It's not warm. It's boiling. David, feel his nose. Stop saying, hmm, and tell me. David, you're impossible. Well, feel it yourself. It's boiling too. It's all dry. David, I told you he was sick.