Notice Lucky Luciano in the middle of the front row, also Lord Charles (second row, second from the left)
Sounds like quite a party in London. A bit difficult to barge my way through the hordes of riff-raff who seemed to get a kick out of trashing such venerable institutions as THE ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND. Anyway, eventually managed to reach the inner sanctum thanks to some judicious baton-wielding by the NYPD, ably seconded by one or two Z cars.
I couldn’t help noticing that all the chaps were wearing ties; their teeth were certainly a sight to behold. I was given to understand that most of them were high on drugs. Gordon certainly was, although his wife had begged him to kick the habit. He told me that, on their way to this historic gathering at Hackney marches, the motorcade had swept through Tyburn. He turned to Barrack and chortled “String ‘em up!”. Quick as a flash Barrack rejoined “Hang ‘em high!”
The Three Stooges
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