Sunday, December 9, 2007

Tuning The Dial (Socks CCLXXXVIII)

"Hisss, Sailor, what will, hiss, now that the war, hiss, over? I'm going home to, hiss, and give 'er a big kiss. Then I'm monna ask her to marr me. If yer liss-nin', Kellie Jean, Ah'd be proud to have you be mah wahf. You hear me Kellie, soon zie get home, we're going to the preacher. Well, folks, there goes one happy sailor. He's running around in circles, kissing every woman in sight. Oh my, he just kissed a nurse so hard she bent over backwards. Don't be jealous Kellie Jean, wherever you are, he's just a happy man."

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