"What the Hill is Condon off around Hair?" asked the Sage of the Age, observing his Green assistant.
"Pastuzac," sneezed his disciple. "I thought you said last week that Harvard couldn't lose, come McLellan high Walters."
"My Nicholas on Harvard again this week," replied the Seer with dis-Gresh-ion. "Even though they say that the Bruins have a line of Livingstone, we'll Paterno them back, and send them on the Rodewig Thompson to think about."
"That's Kozac-ly what I was hoping," observed the Young-er. "I trust the Rodis smooth."
"O'Day of days! DeAngelis that we can Beaulieu them over and Finnish them," predicted the Sage confidentially. "I foresee with all my Powers, and no Altieri-or motives, that the score will be: