"Howe are ya Phelan today, pretty Gross?" "No nifty. I got a Highmark on my exam and look at the weather. Not a MacLeod in the sky . . . . though Sommers gone it's a regular May Daye, and I Lovett!"
While strolling through the Parks last night Huey fell and got a Lempke like a big Mellen on his head and Plenty of Mudge in his eye." "Glueck, Glueck," he said, just like a hen.
Hall in all, Says says by fourth Courter score will be 27-13 Orr Elser he's wrong. Hall-ett may be, who knows--if We-aver get Cohen.