Show IT MAKES 1 A ive I 1 ve heard many tiresome people in my two score years and ten who aimed to be so it seemed to me A pest to their fellow men but though their name was legion I 1 and they came from near and tar far the dullest gink so I 1 used to think was the chap who owned a car I 1 id d met with the boastful parent who nho so often proudly told the things his kid ever said or did since the babe was two das dabs old though his silly repetitions I 1 made in tired ear car drums ache the stale clap trap of the auto chap was wag the stuff that took the cake he ile d drone dron by the weary hour ot of engines edginee vades vali es and springs of gears and wheels and alloy steels and a hundred other things while my meek and patient spirit grew somnolent and numb and brought to bay I 1 could only pray that the gods would strike him dumb he d bras brag of ile 11 e matchless merits posses ed by his lits own machine or like as not of the miles he got from a gallon of gasoline while I 1 hoped tor for a swift misfortune that would lay him on the shelf out but now I 1 m strong tor for his siren song for I 1 got the bug myself |