Old Man Riley

Hey Riley, what do you have? Have Blue Ribbon? What else? A fat blazer, smooth and bright, The beer that meets no after bite, The beer that always tastes just right is pass Blue Ribbon beer.

What do you have? That's Blue Ribbon. The dinner dishes have just been put away in the Riley household and Mr. and Mrs. Riley are about to engage in a familiar conversation. One that has been taking place in the Riley household with increasing regularity of late.

Well, I don't know what you want to do. I don't even know what you want to do. Well, the Derkins want us to go to a movie with him. The Derkins. Well, how about going over to the Gillises for a tenor?

Oh, the Gillises. Oh, all right, let's stay home again. Oh, Riley, surely the next sight in life. Ah, the Riley. You're in posse. You're impossible. Look at this. The Globetrotters are playing head care. That's a great basketball team.

Oh, wonderful. I used to love basketball. I haven't seen a game in years. Oh my goodness. It's eight o'clock. I better hurry up and get dressed. Never mind. I get dressed last night. I just noticed this is a rugby newspaper.

Oh. Well, where will we go? Well, why go out when we can sit home? Oh, you never want to go anywhere. You've certainly changed. I mean, I changed. You were never great when it was going out.

But even the first year we were married, I remember we used to sit home almost every night. At least we sat home and met. Well, in those days, we didn't have television. I mean, the science makes improvements.