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"It's High time for a drink," said Huey to his pal Puey, "so Ayres to Harvard, 14 to 7." He tipped his Glass.
"Boy, I can feel that Soloway Down. I guess I'll have a Donovan," and he reached again for the bottle. "As a matter of fact, I could drink a Duesing of 'em. You want one, Puey? I'll McEwen if I can Russell up another Lyman a lemon."
"Surt, Why naught?" assented Puey. "I'm game." He coughed.
"Say, you've got a ghastly Koufman, and you're Ashley pale," Huey said.
"Yeah, I've been Coughlin all week, but it doesn't MacKinney difference if I have a short snort." Huey gulped his drink. "Say, this Israel stuff. I feel like I've been Stark with a pin. I guess I won't be Sheehan much of the game with this stuff in my Lohr egions. We'd better not Delaney longer, or I won't be able to Pilate myself to the Stadium."
"Aw, quit trying to Kidney. Haweeli think you're fooling." Huey protested. "Your face looks funny, though."
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"Well, it's Hall-most game time," said Huay, "so watch your Stepczak or you'll fall on your Taylor. Stop Torcom so much and come with me."
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