The key word in the kwiz is ‘regularly’. Though it’s common knowledge that Buster did everything listed, the only activity he undertook ‘regularly’ was hanging out in his lair under the Mojave Desert. There he escaped the hustle bustle of Hollywood and relaxed with his harmonica and several trained mice.
Buster Keaton regularly: a. swam to Catalina, ate a fish sandwich, and swam back to Santa Monica. b. visited his secret lair hidden under the Mojave Desert. c. slept in a canoe. d. fell into his swimming pool while wandering around blindfolded. e. remodeled his oil derricks and vice verse.
These are the facts we’ve gathered up to this particular moment in time. 1. The puffy parrot was seen boarding the bus shortly after the noon siren sounded. 2. The bus, devoid of passengers, was found floating off City Pier by a Venetian merchant. 3. Officer Chip Hargity found the note pinned to the visor […]
Three little maids who, all unwary Come from a ladies’ seminary Freed from its genial tutelary Three little maids from school A very nice production of ‘The Mikado’ was performed by some flowers at the park yesterday. These three were a delight as the three little maids. The flower playing YumYum (center) was particularly enchanting.
A pair of twins crossed the granite apron above the tree line. They paused for a moment to contemplate the sheer wall of rock to be conquered rising high before them. Adjusting his toga, the first twin, Nicetus, slowly but surely began his ascent, carefully finding footholds for his sandals and niches for his fingers […]
If anybody finds this diary, I will throw myself into the river. Shadow Country chugs along nicely, then leaps into high gear when the voice of Carrie Watson chimes in.
In the midnight laundromat The Spirit of the Typewriter folded towels vehemently in an effort to banish aching memories of The Spirit of the Adding Machine. No use, no use, he thought, and abandoning all dignity and stoic acceptance, The Spirit of the Typewriter depressed his space bar. Instantaneously whisked to an establishment located a […]
All is the answer. You thought love? No, all. Bette smoked between 40 and 70 packs a day from the day she turned 8. How then, you ask, did she live to be 81? Her genetic blueprint had her penciled in to live to the age of 212.
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