‘If you don’t go to school, how will you ever become a fence post?’
She wrote tilt reminders in tiny letters on her left wrist.
He is not afraid, or much aware, of the menaces of empire but he keeps looking behind him as he walks along darkening streets out of the fear that he is being softly followed by little men padding along in single file, about a foot and a half high, large-eyed, and whiskered.
Loon: The Lords of the 4th Dimension have delivered to us for the 3 question interview a show business celebrity, Jack Benny, who I am told was quite well known. Mr. Benny, what particular branch of show business were you a part of?
Benny’s ghost: Hmmmmm.
Loon: Were you perhaps musical?
Benny’s ghost: If you must know, I played the violin.
Loon: Oh, splendid. What brand of resin did you use?
Benny’s ghost: What brand of resin? Hmmmm, let me see. I’ll think of it in a minute. Resin, you say?
Loon: I’m sorry. That’s all the time we have. (walks out of room)
Benny’s ghost: Hmmmmm, resin. What brand? (keeps muttering about resin while he fades to nothingness)
We was playin’ rummy over to Hatch’s, and Hatch must of fell in a bed of four-leaf clovers on his way home the night before, because he plays rummy like he does everything else; but this night I refer to you couldn’t beat him, and besides him havin’ all the luck my Missus played like she’d been bought off, so when we come to settle up we was plain seven and a half out.
It’s a little known fact that Queen Victoria secretly longed to dance on stage in music halls.