Fibber: Hello, operator? Give me Kramer's Drug Store on the corner of...hey is that you, Myrt? How's every lil thing, Myrt? Tis, eh? Your uncle? Smashed his face and broke one of his hands?
Molly: Oh, what's the matter, McGee? Did he drop his watch?
Fibber: Haw-shaw. Hello, Myrt? Nah, she guessed it right away.
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