(pic by Tim Williams)
Listen up you Hepster wannabes, this here is dedicated -- in part, and there's more, so much, much more -- to those Groovy Entertainers, those Kings of Swings otherwise known as The Rat Pack!
Though those days when Vegas was not a "theme park" but WAS a place of neon splendor with no other purpose but to drink, pick up chicks, and rob the casinos is gone, thanks to the miracle of modern tele-communications all you kats can now make with the scene.
When the Chairman of
the Board whistled, the Boys came a calling. If you ain't indoctrinated, you best get
with it, Jack.
Go get yerselves a copy of OCEAN'S 11 and then sing along with Sammy, man... 
FRANK SINATRA MEMORIAL PAGE
So, sit back.... light up a
smoke... pour yourself a drink...
flip on the tunes... and join the club, daddy-o!
 And speakin' of Kittens, when the boys needed a gal they
could trust, there was only one DOLL
to call... (Quote: "My mother didn't want me to get into acting... that is until I
introduced her to Frank Sinatra," she said.) |
Hey You Tough Kats and Gutsy Kittens!
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