Those 8 are reason enough to skate, Allan, but there’s another reason I’d like to relate: Turns out the head dope continued to grope — bad enough he didn’t use soap or Scope. Then he proposed, “let’s elope — be married by my friend, the Pope.” Hope walked a tighrope but soft-soaped a nope. But when the misanthrope showed-up with saddle soap, a stethoscope and a dangling periscope, Kelly offered Hope an envelope, and said, “Run like an antelope!”

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