Symphony In Slang
Jan 19, 2009
A cartoon film entitled Symphony In Slang.
You may enter next, please. Howdy Dan? What's new? How's drinks? What's good? What's cooking? How's tricks? What a strange language you've been from the earth. I don't seem to follow you. I shall repay you to the master of the dictionary. Noah Webster, perhaps he can understand you. Mister Webster. Yes. This newcomer's vocabulary is so unusual that I am unable to record his life on Earth. Would you mind seeing if you can comprehend his odd manner of speech? Now, young men go ahead with the story of your life. Sure thing, dad. Well, I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Silver spoon in your mouth. Yeah, silver spoon in my mouth. Rosie, then I seemed to grow up overnight.
One day, at the crack of dawn, I got up with the chickens, I went to Germany, and got a job slinging a hash, because the proprietor was shorthanded. But I couldn't cut the mustard. So the guy gave me the gate. So I went back to my little hole in the wall. I was beside myself with anger. Then I decided to get a train figure that Texas. And there made some dough-punching cattle. From there I flew to Chicago. There a beautiful girl stepped into the picture. Our eyes met. My breath came at short distance. And I got goosebumps. I was all thumbs. Mary's clothes fit her like a glove, and she looked mighty pretty with a hair done up in a bun. She had good luck and pins, though. Finally, she gives me a date. I put on my white tie and tails. And brother did she put on the door? We went around to get up for some time. Painting the town red. Go into the stork club and a box at the Apple. Anthony opera, I had a cocktail, and Mary had a Moscow mule. At dinner, Mary let her hear down. And ate like a horse. By then, my money was running out on me. So I write a check. It bounced. Rather, I was really in a pickle.
The proprietor drew a gun on me, but I gave him the slip. And hid in the foothills in no time, the law was on my heels. And the witness stand the judge fight the pub meets. But it seemed that every time I opened my mouth, I put my foot in it. So he sent me up the river to do a stretch in the jump. I was up against it. And felt myself going to park. But I raised a big stink. And they finally let me talk to an undercover man. If they're going through a lot of red tape, he strongly. It's your felt good to stretch my legs again. And I went straight to the bus station and caught a Greyhound for the young. I'm arriving. I dropped in on Mary. And truly myself at her feet. I asked that the marry me, but she turned her back on me. And got in her high horse. I couldn't touch her with a ten foot pole. She wouldn't say a word. Guess the cat had their tongue. So I walked out. After that, I went to pieces. Feeling lonely, I went down to Joe's mulch up, where a bunch of the boys were hanging around. Add the music was nice.
The guy at the piano played by ear. I felt a tug at my elbow. It was the solar clerk. We sat down and shoot the rag awhile. I heard from the Grapevine. That Mary was going around with an old plane. That burned me up. Because I knew he was just beaten her alive. But the guy really spent his money like water. I think he was connected with the railroad. As they think, I tried to chisel in. But the guy got in my hair. So I left. Outside it was raining cats and doors. I was feeling mighty blue. And everything looked black. But I carried on. And went to the thousand islands. There I became a beachcomber. But I still thought of Mary. And a tear ran down my cheek. So I send her a cable. Next day, she sends me back a wire. I rush back to the U.S. on a cattle boat. And hat for it over to Mary's apartment. But when I opened the door, I noticed quite a few changes. Why Mary? Mary had a bunch of little ones. The groom had his hands full too. So all this struck me so funny that I died laughing. And here I am. What do you think did you follow me? Will I hear you? Well, what's the matter, can't you talk? As the cat got your tongue?