Mr. Miller Builds His Dream House (R)
Larry has a bad cold this week, so we’re bringing you this encore presentation classic best of Larry flashback! Also known as a repeat. The battle of the thermostat begins anew! Then Larry recites “She Walks In Beauty” by Lord Byron and we hear about a great old movie, “Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House” on The Magic Movie Moment.
Quote Of The Week: “She’s sometimes very fond of me.”
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Show Credits
Producer: Colonel Jeff Fox
Audio Engineer: Dr. Chris Laxamana
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3 Comments
Eric
So a White Sox fan and a Brewers fan are arguing about whose favorite bar is the best. The White Sox fan says “At my bar, every third beer is on the house.” The Brewers fan says “That’s nothing. At my bar every other beer is free.” A Cubs fan standing nearby says, “I couldn’t help but overhear you guys bragging about your favorite taverns, but I know one a block from Wrigley that’s way better than both of those bars. At this place, your first five shots are free, and then you can go in the back and have sex – for free!!” “Wow, what’s the name of this place?” asks the Sox fan. “I don’t know – my sister told me about it.”
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A Roman walks into a bar and asks for a martinus. “You mean a martini?” the bartender asks. The Roman replies, “If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!”
Skip
Larry,
Even in the Hollywood Bowl, even in southern California, freezing is 32 degrees. Not 64 degrees. Not 52 degrees. 32 degrees. So complain that you are cold if you want. People get used to their environment (natural or artificial) and feel uncomfortable when it changes. However, cool weather in southern California is not freezing cold unless it is 32 degrees or lower! Homer is Homer and Pluto is a planet and freezing is 32 degrees!
James
Ahh, Larry Miller, the narrative oasis in the middle of the week: a true respite from the time we walk out of bed and return to our loved ones; when a Sousa march makes you enjoy your coffee black and you swing your legs up on your desk. What, me worry?