Bob ran into Grrr, or who he believed was Grrr coming out of a French eatery
"Grrr?" asked Bob
"10,000 pardons mon ami I do not alas recall you!"
"Sorry I figured that you were another Rex..." said Bob and walked on.
LATER that day Grrr with a wig that he had gotten from Gretta, a camera lens on a ribbon around his neck and a french cigarette hanging out of his jaws knocked on Bob's door.
"Sorry pal I did not mean to blow off but the suits with the money were there." said Grrr
"What ???" asked Bob.
"Hey pal the money in show biz today is in directing and the nasty stuck up French bit impresses the suits." replied Grrr
"
"Grrr?" asked Bob
"10,000 pardons mon ami I do not alas recall you!"
"Sorry I figured that you were another Rex..." said Bob and walked on.
LATER that day Grrr with a wig that he had gotten from Gretta, a camera lens on a ribbon around his neck and a french cigarette hanging out of his jaws knocked on Bob's door.
"Sorry pal I did not mean to blow off but the suits with the money were there." said Grrr
"What ???" asked Bob.
"Hey pal the money in show biz today is in directing and the nasty stuck up French bit impresses the suits." replied Grrr
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