postmas

Updated: June 2, 2025

I've got fifty-three for chief of police, twenty-one fire captains, and eleven postmas " "Excuse me, but are you trying to infer that I am telling an untruth?" "Oh, forget it! Can't you stand a little jolly without going up in the air?" "Well, I'll accept your apology, but I don't like to have people casting slurs on my pa and ma, and beer wont appease my wrath when I feel like a highball.

Kenneth McGaffey - The Sorrows of a Show Girl