The roaring twenties were the "cat's meow". Lots of things gangsters thought were "apple sause". All this gave me the "Heebie Geebies". I didn't know a single "darb" then. You ask who's the"big cheese" of all this? It was the women. Nothing was "berries" at first. All the "molls" were mad that the recreated women were taking there thunder. This one girl told me a story about how a "Hotsy Totsy" had a nasty set of "gams". She walked into the joint like a "bearcat". They said it wasn't "copasetic" to have a women of such quality dress like that. Apperently her boyfriend "upchucked" his "giggle water" as he started at her chassy.
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