Early Days At The D.O.L.L.S. House....

young-at-heart-Halloween-thingy........(for that is what I shall call you, for simplicity).......You are very welcome to visit Bonga-Bonga and Bugosiland........I am afraid octomomma gets a little confused sometimes, unlike me (Hee-Hee!)........I just get confused all the time!...
No, I have no need for your riches, for I am rich of spirit...........(and Tadpole Wine).......

Hanne-with-pipe....yes it is!....
Juneee......Hee-Hee.......

PS. I hope you are not after my richess (see pic)

Thank you so much Mr.Bugosi for your invitation. But I have already applied to Octomom for a visa, and got the answer, that Lela was a dangerous character, and I better keep away from him, or something of the sort. (LOL) You see, how people talk behind your back!!!. But as I never met a "dangerous character" I am pleased to meet you. Your puzzles are queer, but I love your stories.

Oh what fun it was baggy trousers, baggy trousers! Perhaps you should turn the radio off before you fall asleep

Isn't it quite normal, Lela??

Hi GGL I am English but all sorts of things are learned in the jigidi group, most jigidiers are Americans so we have to get with the lingo

Mr.Le-Squirt........YOU are confuuuuuused?!.........I fell asleep watching the Bonga-Bonga test card, and return to.....MADNESS!!...............

Junee, I thought you to be British....and here we have you talking like a true Texan.

Mr Squirt you made me laugh, and so to bed, have fun all y'all

Condoms, IUDs, the pill and Absinthe, yes, the four great methods of birth control. The medical term for women who practice birth control by the rhythm method is "mothers."

I guess that's why it's taught in the sex ed classes, then...

And Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder!

Abyssinia...isn't that where Absinthe comes from?....is it distilled from the Daisies the Maid plays to (oops, there I go ending a sentence with a preposition)....or maybe it comes from the Strawberry Fields that has so confused P-Squirt..........

And in this field in Abys... Abbyss... Abbywhoosits, is there a road that leads to the field, the forgotten forever field, and what is, what is raised there? Tell, tell, tell me, is she or isn't she the strawberries that's growed there forever, in the forever field at the end of the Abbey Road where there's a strawberry field forever? Please, please help me. I'm sooooooo confuuuuuused!

OIC? NCOIC? HMFIC? Who's in charge around here?

Hee-Hee!........(I had to think about that one!).......

Ohhh............I SEE!.......................

That's because it was a _forgotten_ field. That's where we get the farewell phrase "Abyssinia! Abyssinia later on!"

david-many-numbers........Oh yes!...He changed his name, I believe, to 'Mr.Hilter'...."A lovely gentleman"........
Juneee........I didn't know about the Abyssinian maid.......

Funny, I saw it too!! Very interesting indeed!!

You know his brother ran to represent Minehead - I saw a documentary about it produced by Python Pictures Ltd.

not entirely forgotten, there is an Abyssinian maid who plays a dulcimer in memory of that unfortunate man, or to help the daisies to grow

Yes, he does resemble Hair Heilter (which is the correct spelling), but we now have no way of knowing any more than we now know......as far as I know, he could now be pushing up daisies in some forgotten field in Abyssinia.......which would be his good deed of the day.......you know.......

If this is Dr A's work, I think he should have a ''Lackadaisical Lobe'' performed on him!!!
Thanks Lela!! :))))
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I believe Herr Haitler was in something akin to the DOLLS house

Has he done his good deed of the day yet?

Now I know whom he resembles that much! Dolf Haitler - he was a painter really!! - and as far as I know never in the D.O.L.L.S. House - but of course so many things aren't written down!!

Yes, Mr.Le-Squirt.....As you keep saying.....and saying.....and saying......anyway - how did you know about 'the Brooklyn episode'?.......
raincoat-infusion.......Well, he later grew a little moustache, and looked very much like someone else......
No.6-at-the-racetrack.....no comment (hee-hee!)........
Bubba.......it would now appear then that he was an Indian Boy Scout from Karnataka, who joined the State Police and was named 'Fats'.....but who resembled someone else entirely.......
Hanne-with-pipe......erm......yes.........

"Of course Dr.Adonis at that time wasn't a doctor...." sayeth lelabug.

And he still isn't a doctor today! He's a bogus fakir, a charlatan and a scoundrel, a fraud and a quack (but not a shyster) who printed out a "Diploma" for himself from some made-up medical school in Barbados or Mauritania or somewhere!!!

That is why he had to set up the D.O.L.L.S. House, because he could not practice his bumbling lethal "medicine" anywhere else in the world without being found out, not even in Brooklyn!!! Bonga-Bonga is his only safe haven, because of his blood (Yes, I said it! BLOOD!) relation to the Bugosi clan.

As I keep saying.........and saying..........and saying.

Uncle /Dr Adonis is a true humanatarian

Does the "eccentric" fellow remind anyone else of the Chap called Fats in the Anthony Hopkins movie Magic?

Was he a Boy Scout??? They wear uniforms... sometimes, occasionally, when the need arises...

Actually that uniform could have come from the Karnataka State Police in southern India Lela, the boy could have been from the area as well. You and Uncle A look very young, this picture sure goes back some years!

- and back again!!

I believe he was found abandoned in a packing-case which had been left in a theatre.......We couldn't get a word out of him, so uncle Bluebottle took him 'under his wing' and the first words he eventually uttered were "Uncle Gluegottle!"..........

My, that happy-go-lucky boy looks like one of the "friends" (Willie Talk and Kenny Talk) of Lt. Lee Allen Estes of the Kentucky State Police--except for the walnut on his right eye, of course. There must be an interesting story behind how this poor child got to the D.O.L.L.S. House.....

Well, piler-upper, the boy went on to become a world leader, but some of his ideas weren't exactly well-received, and his fame was short-lived.........though at this age he woodn't hurt a fly........

one of a kind, we must be grateful for small mercies

After looking at your photograph, a lot of people might say you'd have to be a dummy to want to be an inmate--- no I mean a resident---at the D.O.L.L.S. House but perhaps they aren't seeing clearly? The young lad certainly fits the description of "eccentric".