All the World's a Stooge Page #2

Where are my cigars?

I bought a new box yesterday.

You're smoking too much, dear.

I'm smoking too much? What...

Say, where are those refugees?

The little darlings.

They're upstairs playing

games with the butler.

- Come on, seven!

- Roll those bones!

Frankie needs a pair of shoes.

- Give me.

- Children!

Wait. Quick, hide the cigars.

Wait a minute. Here. Under here.

There, there, children.

- You may go back there.

- Yes, madam.

You've played long enough.

It's getting quite late.

- That's a coincidence.

- Yes, isn't it?

Now, children, I'll give you a milk,

so you get undressed

and get ready for bed.

Oh, no, not us.

We sleep with our clothes on.

Last time I took mine

off, I caught cold.

Oh, the idea.

It's getting warm in here.

- Wait! Hold still!

- What's going on here?

Quick, get some water!

Take it easy, sister.

Roll her up in this.

Come on. There we are.

Take it easy in there.

You're as snug as a bug in a rug.

Here's the water.

- Get it in there, boys.

- Hold it.

That's cold!

Hello down there! Are you out?

Yes, she says she's

out! Quick, get down!

Ready? Heave!

I know you're just all dying

to see my little refugees.

How are the precious darlings?

They're fine, except

Frankie. He has a little cold.

The butler will bring

them all down later.

How did that applehead get a cold?

He slept with his feet hanging

out the window last night.

He would.

What are you doing?

I got a cold. Mommy said

I should soak my feet.

She didn't tell you you soak

with your shoes on, did she?

Now look what you did!

How will I get rid of my cold?

Put some on that salve on your chest

and come right

downstairs! Make it snappy.

I believe I'm starting

to smell a little bit.

Oh, here's one of the children now.

Oh, Frankie, kid, I want

you to meet all my guests.

He's cute.

Can you recite something, Frankie?

Please do, Frankie.

Little fly upon a wall...

ain't you got no clothes at all?

Ain't you got no shimmy shirt?

Ain't you got no petty skirt?

Boo, fly, ain't you cold?

You're just as cute as you can be.

You're not bad yourself.

Wouldn't you like to go and meet

some of the other guests?

No, I like it here.

Frankie, come over here.

No, I don't want to.

Don't worry, I won't leave you.

Why, Frankie, what's the matter?

I just got a stabbing pain.

What's the matter? You got a cold too?

No. How's your cold?

Pretty good, but I still

don't smell so good.

I'll say you don't.

- Mommy!

-Johnny, come back here!

- Hey mommy! Mommy!

- Come back here!

Hello, folks. I was just...

playing with the children.

Yeah, let's play some more!

He got him!

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