Larry MacArthur:
Say now, look, Harold, I don't want to presume, but, eh, you want to be curious? But, just for the record, where am I?
Harold Brandon:
Guess?
Larry MacArthur:
Oh, a game, huh?
Harold Brandon:
You can have the regulation three guesses, too, you know. No peaking.
Larry MacArthur:
Museum of Art?
Harold Brandon:
No.
Larry MacArthur:
Heaven?
Harold Brandon:
Getting warmer.
Larry MacArthur:
Say, where's Clara?
Harold Brandon:
She's three thousand miles away!
Larry MacArthur:
Three thousand? Where'd she go?
Harold Brandon:
She didn't go, she stayed. We went.
Larry MacArthur:
What do you mean we went? Where?
Harold Brandon:
Mexico. Da-dum-de-day-de... Caliente!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:05