Mrs. Dimwitty Visits the Tavern ( #104)

We take you now to Duffy's Tavern. Hello Duffy's Tavern, where do you meet the hot sheet of managers speaking? Duffy ain't here. Hello Duffy. Oh yeah, big crowd here. Second story Jackson, no nose cones.

The usual crumbs. Give me a little nephew more than still saying what we do. By the way, would it be okay to have some milk delivered every morning Duffy? Milk. You know that white stuff without the head.

Yeah. Well, look, I'm busy. I'm surprising little Morton by doing his home work for him. Yeah, you know, stuff like Gerography, uh, uh, uh, uh, Albert Jib, uh, uh, uh, Pestromony, uh, uh, oh, it's day two, I won't find out.

I'll throw her off the track, so you know, make a few mistakes on purpose. Well, look, I got it going now. Oh, by the way, Duffy, there's a postcard here for you. Well, it's from a publishing house. Just a second, I'm saying. Oh, it says, Demis the Duffy. And reply to your inquiry, we are not planning to publish an illustrated

edition of Forever Amber. Well, I guess you'll have to wait until a movie comes out, Duffy. I'll call you back, darling. Albergent price question divide 3,942 into 7,863 let's see put the seven over there carry the three and slip in the dose

See now, the fracture the digit. Hmm, 3964 don't seem to go into 78-60 years. I hate the years force. What you doing with all them school books? Oh, you see, how do you... Finnegan took me enough, you're mortin' to Coney Island last night, and the kid didn't get a chance to do his homework, so I'm doin' a little fellow.