Drunk and Deaf in NYC

[Dave Monroe]

Hello Down There, a.k.a. Sub-a-Dub-Dub, indeed.  And I
don't think this is quite the spin yr looking for, but
TR comes to town annually to "narrate" with the local
symphony orchestra (i.e., The MSO).  Now, I've never
quite been motivated to shell out for tickets, but I
always forget that he generally shows up at the local
art museum (i.e., The MAM) the next day or so.  A
friend working there was in a gallery featuring
late-nineteenth century American prtraiture when TR
getsured him over (no, not what yr thinking ...) and
asked, of a John Singer Sargentesque portrait of a
woman with her hands folded in her lap, fingers
extending downwards, "You know what she's doing?" 
Well, God only knows when Tony Randall's asking, and
this guy sure didn't so ... "No."  Came the response:
"She's pointing at her pussy" ...

Then again, that's exactly what her hands do look like
in the first place, but ... well, it's funny 'cos Tony
Randall said it, is all.  Reminds me, John Cleese on
the eighth commandment, in antiquated French in a
Philippe de Champagne Moses: "Thou Shalt Not Disrobe?"

Stephen Wright, on the other hand, bearded and wearing
mirrorshades and a baseball hat, was apparently
recognizable only by his voice ...

--- joeallonby <vze422fs at verizon.net> wrote:
> 
> Hello Down There? Featuring the song "Glub, Glub,
> Glub, I'm Floatin' on a Sea of Love"?
> 
> There is seriously stupid. I congratulate you on
> your exquisite taste in pop culture refuse.
> 
> Give me the dirty Tony Randall story and I'll gladly
> pass it on to people who consider him a family
> friend and insist that he has never been gay.

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