Harp
I'll Lock Up
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Who's watching Leonora (Sally's Mom I guess)?
You really can't. We need one of those Daily News charts.
Also, I don't care about the "he's immature" stuff - it's the paving stones and labor, stolen from the taxpayers, that is the real story here. From what we've read so far, everything points to the stones and labor having been knowingly stolen. Flynn and others should be tried.
A smart woman I know just said, "You can't keep the feuds straight without a scorecard."
That - the carton sliding to the field - is a great piece of marketing. I bet they sold a lot of cigarettes because of it.
An informed source has obtained a copy of some of the soon-to-be-published history:
...and so ended 1919, a very good year for our beer sales, which also highlighted Brooklyn's F&M Schaefer Brewing Company's wartime contribution and continued service to the greater Brooklyn community. [Ahem] Then, in 1934, another outstanding year for both beer sales and community service, F&M Schaefer's employment of Brooklynites hit an all-time high.
The draft proved to be an incredibly useful deus ex machina for resolving minor crimes and other youthful kerfuffles.
A cocktail bar, really, it's the middle of the day. Even Leona waiting until night to do her howling.
"We'll be ready for you Irwin." [Waits till Irwin leaves] "This is serious, Dan's in real trouble. Get Kay on the phone."
[Ring, ring] "Kay, we need you, Dan's in trouble. Can you find Harrington - I want both of you on this."
"He right here inside, um, sure, I think I can locate Harrington, we'll be right over."
"Irwin will help you too."
"Were you in the first draft lieutenant or did you volunteer?"
"I thought it was ask-an-inappropriate-question day, sorry."
I give Normandie and Merrily 12 hours, 24 at the outside, to survive on their own without Pat.
I'm hoping it's the DL, fits better than the Japanese.
CONUS-continental United States-stateside wartime assign is top dog as good as gets.
Those fortunate shavetails are lucky, platoon leader lieutenants have a ninety day life expectancy.
Red meat, hard liquor, and soft beautiful women are available only to the living.
Normandie is pushing Darwinian evolutionary theory to envelope edge. She needs some better
instinct to survive natural selection cruelty; pursuing that cad creep husband to China is akin
to Ahab chasin the catfish. Now, casting off and away Padraic, seals her and Merrilee's doom.
Nip-Nip seems sufficiently slime to be a DL resident snake-in-grass and Ryan needs to take
Norms and Merrilee to Hong Kong anywayz. DL will be there where all the action is-or out at Macau.