The Empress of Fish Falls

Standard of California, on behalf of independent chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the West, invites you to let George do it. The Empress of Fish Falls, another adventure of George Valentine. Personal notice changes my stock and trade.

If life's crowding into a corner and you can't find your way out, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Right, full details. Here, Mr. Valentine. I am a man who hears voices. No matter where I am, I always hear things.

But it's always voices. Yesterday, my fortune teller told me... Oh, no. Pilot, Brooksie. Overboard. Yes, but George, there are some more letters, and there's a lot of important mail here, I'm sure. Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

I'm sure, too. Everybody's sure. Oh, sure. Boy, did you see that fish? Three and a half pounds if he was an animal. Hey, come on, give the oars a pull, Riley. Yeah. Come on, never mind the rest, Brooksie.

Throw him over, boy. Why don't you throw him his Brooks over board? It's bad luck women in books. Oh, it is, is it? Well, why don't you try putting a worm on that hook, Lieutenant?

Look, we're doing the fishing angel. This is our vacation, not yours. Well, that's what makes me so mad. Sitting back there in the hot city. But I knew you'd want to see your mange yours.

I knew it was too important to wait, and I thought... Oh, yeah, sure. So you travel 500 miles for a man with three wives. Oh, but listen to this one, George. Listen to this. Dear Mr. Valentine, your name has been given to us This is a likely prospect for the fruit of the month.