Sues Duffy ( #174)

Well, Duffy's tapping. Why do you leave me, Pete? I'd just make him Duffy ain't here. Oh, look, Duffy, how's things will I just say that our business is on a very solid foundation? Yeah, on the rocks.

Let me please. Here, Duffy, we gave the place a thorough cleaning and funny thing happened, you know? Remember that black cat of ours? After five years we found out she's really white. I just second, I'll find out there. Eddie, after we clean up the place, what did you do with all the extra dirt he was doing?

I dumped it into the cellar. He dumped it into the cellar. Now you've got to walk up one flight to get down to the cellar. What, Duffy? Clean the wool? Look, Duffy, if I scraped one more layer of dirt off of that wool, we'll all be next door.

And incidentally, as long as I've been doing all this extra work, what about raising me salary? Fifteen bucks a week ain't to be sneezed at. Duffy, these days, fifteen bucks a week has gone before you can say, goshundheit.

Now look, I'm gonna give you your choice. Will you give me your raise and hang up the phone? Or shall I keep thin, here, telling you what a cheap, contemptible crumb you are? I beg out.

You dropped another nickel on the phone. Stand by for music. It's time for the Paige Kavanaugh trio. Answer that phone. Tell that toughy that he's an underhanded rat, a snake, a double-dealing swine, and a two-faced gunk, and an amup at the zoo getting some new ideas.

getting some new ideas. Mr. Dutche. Tell him. Tell him. Tell him he's up out. Boom. A bottle neck. A big boom and a brow beaten board. Now, that was to have an editor to keep her to be speaking.