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Judge “Gosh! Now we'll have to sell Mike to the Yankees so we kin pay fer that window.” Phone Before You Start “ =LLO, darling! .. Hello! .. Hello! .." “John! Where on earth are you?” “Nowhere, honey! ... I'm up ina plane! .. A airliner! .. Got a wire to fly to St. Louis just a few minutes ago and just had time to make the airport. I called as soon as they took off and the plane-to-land phone was working.” “But where are you?" “We're right above Mill Center “Is the weather nice, dear? “No, darling. We're in a thunder- storm!" “Oh, I'm afraid something might happen, John! .. How does Mill Cen- ter look from the “LT can’t tell y. We're just get- ting close to Yittz Corners.” “[ thought you were at Mill Center “We were, darling, but...” perfectly clear and balmy, honey. “Oh, it’s ¢ here that... . “And [ suppose Yittz Corners looks ely!” “Yittz Corners? Oh, that’s ‘way back. We're at Sweeney Junction, darling.” “Sweeney Junction? Well how does Sweeney Junction look then?” 1 rand t . the sky my, is it!” is so blue up 1 “Play a club, and keep the lead in your hand.” “Tcan’t tell, darling. It’s too murky. Honest, it’s so foggy [I can just see the tips of the wing “Oh, so it isn’t a thunderstorm or balmy weather or blue skies... It’s fog! John, who are you with and yu doing “Pm in airliner, darling! .. One of tho ig planes... .” “And you're near Sweeney Junction in a thick fog!” . sweetheart. We're way beyond Sweeney Junction and it's drizzl little but [ think it'll clear up. you don’t know how amazing it is... “Oh, don’t 12... Well, [ll tell you something am Mr, John Smith! Of all the alibis you ever tried this is the worst! The next time you and ur drunken friends get together, I'd advise you not to phone me any e pla ations until you can at least your mind where you are and what the weather is! ... And if you're not home by. six-thirty eat a cold dinner! .. Good By “Hello! .. Darling! ... Hello! .. Hello! What, she hung up? ... @&Seett! 2... This is the last time IT ever call up my wife from a three-mile-a-minute plane!” —Cuet Jounson, comicbooks.com