Naming Party

Well, well, well, here's Mama Bloom's brood. The evening of the babies has finally arrived. The ceremony to take place at Mama and Papa's apartment in Hollywood.

Just now, Mama and Papa are waiting for Sidney and Sarah to arrive, also waiting for the guests to have been invited. Let's listen as Mama says. Say, about time is it? Thank you. Fancy? Oh, not yet, Papa.

We can't eat until after the baby's name. We gotta save some for the people of the environment. Anybody on a serve, Mama? Well, I speak at cookies, leka, drudel, some little candy. Mama, we're feeding the whole state.

Don't talk foolish, Papa. We gotta have enough to eat the people who think they are flinskins. Skin flins, Mama. Skin flins. Sometimes I don't understand what it is that makes you say the words backwards.

Mm, I'll tell you, Papa. I think them right. But after I think I might say them wrong. They just get mixed around on the way out. Maybe you should think I'm wrong and they'd come out right?

Oh, Papa, tonight I want you to do me a favor. I don't know. Sure, sure, I'll do your favor. What is it? You will please keep your coat on all evening. But what if it gets warm?

You will keep your coat on even if you have to bear in granite. I don't want you to be running around the house looking like a hot fish. A hot carrier. Bricklayer is what I meant, so you will bear your coat.

I'll settle for a vest. The whole suit you'll bear, and that is finally. All right, so we don't get into an argument about the clothes I'm going to bear. I'll bear the vest and the coat.