Horsefeathers! After the bum’s rush last night at the joint a Jane like me gets to feeling like the whole world’s one big swig of coffin varnish.

I'm lookin' for a joint that's got it, a coupla harps'd do a doll swell. If she's lookin' spiffy, she's lookin' for a whoopee.

Don't be a pill; tell her where she'll find a nifty joint?

[Filtered to ( Read more... )