Cheers erupted at 7th and Montana yesterday as Rigolatte -- the local Opera Loon with a song in his heart and bats in his belfry -- did what he does best. He locked himself in the Men's Room and belted out a tune. This time, instead of the usual aria, he channeled Tom Jones. Moments after slamming the bathroom door, he could be heard crooning "Why, Why, Why, Delilah ...?" I don't know what Delilah did to him, but he was plenty mad about it. Each time he got to her name, it sounded as if he was throwing something against the wall. Who knows, maybe Delilah is a wall flower ...!
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Oh no..........not Delilah!
Glad he has returned, but is timing sucks :o)
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