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A Day at Rancho del Monkey
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| Do you want a banana Molly? | |
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| No Holly, bananas have too much potassium. I want a big strong man to lift me out of my feeble dietetic dietician life. | |
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| Well, gosh Molly. There are lots of strong men in the circus. They do dangerous stunts, crack whips and know all about getting insurance in case of an accident. | |
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| Gee, Holly. I dunno. I'm feeling like that isn't such a good idea. Ya know, Mom and Dad are independently wealthly so maybe I'll just go back to Bloomington and sing da blues. | |
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| Molly, don't be silly. Do something that will get you out of your funk. Marry a blonde eastern block hunk. Let him take out a huge insurance policy on you. It's a good idea. Really. Go for it. | |
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| Say, did I ever tell you about my sister Molly? Yep married the man of my dreams and has been the source of all my success ever since! Thanks sis! Don't slip on the peel on your way out! | |
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