(xx) A Bijou Lifetime Pass

Well sir, it's a few minutes past 7.30 o'clock as we enter the small house halfway up to the next block now. And here in the living room we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor good comfortably settled for a quiet evening at home.

Vic is seated at the library table playing solitaire while his wife occupying the hither corner of the Davenport glances through the newspaper. And after a time she says, For pays for this baboon. Big pay.

Do we pay for this baboon? What's Baboon my dear? Didn't you see what tonight's papers stayed about on buying a new baboon from Miller Park? Mr. Mr. Mr. A. D. Hoggle, custodian of the Miller Park Zoo, has announced the purchase of a new baboon.

The animal, known as Master, is three years old. Mr. Hoggle has arranged for, and so on and so forth. Is it us taxpayers that has to shell out sponduleks for baboons? Yeah. Nobody asked me if I wanted a baboon.

Me, too. I got two baboons out there already. Why do they have to have more? Seems to me, two baboons is enough baboons. Hmm. What a baboon's cost. Oh, $10,000. No, but I bet that cost a good deal.

It was that I read just the other day about wild animals. Something about their poor investment, because they don't live very long. You want to walk your wild animals. Talk about your wild animals. Here's one now.

Wild animals? Hi! Alice Simmons, it's Bordeaux a while ago. Why? Bluetooth Johnson, Ratchet, Sickle, Vibiluny. But he said you could Applestone and Grump. What? Okay. You didn't say, huh? Leland Richards? Uh-uh. Who's got to say so whether Miller Park Zoo buys baboons or not?