Slim: You know you don't have to act with me, Steve. You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and... blow. Steve: Can I finish my latkes first?
(To Have or Have Not Latkes, 1944)
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Now this is the way you bust somebodies chops. Elegantly. So only the people who can put it together can get the joke.
Our sequel will be Key Latke, but then I have to go off and do The Kreplach Queen. with Miss Prissy Pants Horsey Face! Fortunately, John Huston will be there to drink myself into a stupor with...
BTW, I love that little wiggle Jail Bait Bacall gives Hoagy Carmichael* right at the end of the picture...
*not connected to your poll, natch!
Ha ha! Very cute! And I loved this movie, btw.
Oh! I love the Keys!
And sorry about the Darcylanche of e-mails! I'll say it myself: Women. *eyeroll* :)
I never understand your snark, but I still enjoy your writing. It's like watching the Simpson's used to be.
Heheheh.
Damn that's good.
Trooper is upset because I fooled him. Ha ha.
You bloggers with your blogging games.
Awright everybody. Just go rent a room (or rooms, as necessary). Okay?
And rent It Happened One Night.
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