Not my problem.

I bet there's not two Steinways

in the whole state of Indiana.

I guess you'd better move your ass, then.

Who you think you're talking to, greaseball?

Dear Dolores:

This morning I had steak and eggs

for breakfast.

The band has been playing at very ritzy joints.

Dr. Shirley and I are getting along pretty good.

But sometimes I think he gets sad,

and that's why he drinks too much.

I never knew how very beautiful this country was.

Now that I'm seeing it, I know.

You won't believe how beautiful nature is.

It is as beautiful as they say.

And the traffic out here in the country is nothing,

which is fine by me.

Right now I'm eating spaghetti and meatballs in a diner

that tastes like ketchup on Chinese noodles.