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Originally Posted by Moejoe
Excellent! I remember reading a biography of Raymond Chandler and he and Seuss used to spend afternoons together drinking in a Los Angeles bar. Would have loved to hear what those conversations were like  |
Something along these lines?
She walked into my office with gams ending at a pair of pinty shoes with the toes rolled up. By the look on her broad flat face, I knew she had Grinch trouble.
"What does a Who have to do around here to get a drink?" she asked.
"I don't have any hooch, just green eggs and some ham," I replied.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"I am Sam. Sam I am. Do you want some green eggs and ham?" I replied.