Flora:
When old Mrs. Chauncey called out the window, "The night was made for sleep, Mr. Diddlebock", you and your drunken friends had to holler back, "The night was made for love, Mrs. Chauncey! Or have you forgotten?"
Harold Diddlebock:
I said that?
Flora:
Said it? You *sang* it!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:03