Something You Need To Read If You Live In Dallas

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Check out this guy. For the sake of a city insane from the old Al Jolson, horsewhippin', moral decay like, money spending like Senators at The Crazy Horse Salloon, mad Nero-only-wish-he-could-afford-a-council-seat city of Big D, which for some of its voters is more like Diarrhea or Diphtheria than Dallas... okay. I am not well. But then, I am a Dallasite.

" He not hear. How many times I tell you? He not here! Listen! " Manuel "Fawlty Towers" (1975) [TV-Series 1975-1979]

Mrs. Richards: I've booked a room with a bath and a sea view for three nights. I specifically asked for a sea view in my written confirmation, so please make sure I have it.
Manuel: Qué?
Mrs. Richards: What?
Manuel: Qué?
Mrs. Richards: K?
Manuel: Sí.
Mrs. Richards: KC? KC? What are you trying to say?
Manuel: No, no no no. Qué, "what."
Mrs. Richards: K. Watt?
Manuel: Sí: qué, "what."
Mrs. Richards: C.K. Watt?
Manuel: Yes.
Mrs. Richards: Who is this C.K. Watt?
Manuel: Qué?
Mrs. Richards: Is he the manager?
Manuel: Oh, Manajer.
Mrs. Richards: He is.
Manuel: Ah, Mr. Fawlty.
Mrs. Richards: Oh, what are you talking about, you silly little man?
[to Polly]
Mrs. Richards: Girl, I start to ask this man about my room, and he tells me the manager is a Mr. Watt, aged forty.
Manuel: No, no no. "Fawwl-ty."
Mrs. Richards: Faulty? What's wrong with him?
"Fawlty Towers" (1975)

Seriously, check this guy out.

And leave the light on for him.

dr phibes



* borrowing the title from The Electric Company