The whole thing is pretty funny. I particularly like the reference to his “rotund friend”. The word rotund is definitely under used these days.
Suddenly he grabbed his rotund friend and roughly pushed his wrist watch against Jerry’s right cheek while he pressed his lips firmly against the left cheek. “Testing, testing, testing!†he muttered.
“Hey! Cut that out! Quit slobbering on me!†Jerry said indignantly as he jerked himself free. “What’s the matter with you? Did you catch Cindy’s kissing bug?â€
“Did you feel anything? Did you feel a-shock?†Carl asked intently.
“Sure I did. Why shouldn’t I?â€
“I felt it then, too, but there was nothing when I kissed Cindy.
Carl & Jerry
Under the Mistletoe
By JOHN T. FRYE
“FOR the last time, no!” Carl shouted at his friend, Jerry, sprawled on the old leather divan of the basement laboratory; “I’m not going to take your visiting cousin Patricia to the Christmas party.”
“And why not?” Jerry demanded truculently. “With those blue eyes, black hair, and dimples, she isn’t exactly a crow, you know. And didn’t she win the science award? She knows darned near as much about electronics as we do. Lots of guys would jump at the chance.”
“Let ‘em jump,” Carl said firmly. “I’ll not deny she’s easy on the eyes, quite hep, and nice, too, for a girl. It’s simply that I’ve had it as far as these Christmas party capers are concerned.”
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