The Legend of Robbie

Radio 59, WROW, first on the dial, serving Albany, dry and connected aim. Another tail well calculated to keep you in... Spence. The Story, The Legend of Robbie, written for suspense by Walter Black. Hey George, good and nanny.

Hey, that's right, okay. Give me one. Go in and inside, straight old buddy. Robbie, uh, I'll play these. Oh Might as well throw our hands in judge less Gavin more poker, huh Dutch. Oh, yes, sir Let's see. I'll take two Who opened I did I love him for 50. I'll see you I'm in

George, oh buddy. What do you got? Bull house Queens over trays Yeah, you hit it, huh? Well, beat me. Babbie? Yep, beats me too. Hey, you win it to you, Lucky. No more tonight, Dutch.

300 poker ain't that much fun. No more for me either. That's not late. I know, but I set myself a $5 limit and it's gone. This is a real sensible penny, you know? It's sensible. More sensible about it.

I can't lose money. I don't have. Kid, you got the wrong slant. Money's the one thing you can always get more of. Oh, yeah, sure. All I got to do was walk out of the store with the proceeds. Not a bad idea if you don't get caught. The smart guys don't get caught.

Are you kidding? You can pick up a paper any day in a week and read about the ones they get nabbed. But how about all the ones you never read about? The ones they don't nab.

Any more get away with it than ever get caught. Says who? Statistics, that's who. It's too late for an argument, especially when I'll get one at home anyway. Goodnight boys. I'll be back in the next week, Dutch.