Mr. Hobbs Takes a Vacation
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All right, now, attention.
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At the third stroke
of the bass drum...

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I want each of you giris to go
and find a boy to dance with you.

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All right, Artie!
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Well, now, look, what's she
doin' there standin' like a dope?

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She's looking at one now, isn't she?
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Wanna dance?
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Dance? Okay.
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Holy Moses, this one's a pygmy.
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Look— a white pygmy.
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- Well, at least she's got somebody.
- Come on. I-I need a drink.

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You're—You're too tall for me.
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First a spook, now a midget.
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- Two scotch and waters.
- Well, I think I've got that Spatterbox for you.

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Did you see one single thing about him
that wasn't awful?

:54:35
Don't you think he had rather
an intelligent-looking face?

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It looked to me like the inside
of a small cantaloupe.

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You know, the beauty
about a Spatterbox is this—

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- At least she's still not sitting there.
- Oh, Rex?

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Now, here's the lad who can really handle
a Spatterbox. Rex Mcintosh.

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- Rex, Mr. And Mrs. Hobbs.
- She's back in the chair again!

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You are still interested
in the Spatterbox, aren't you?

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No, Rog! No!
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The poor chap must be drunk.
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Little monster.

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