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By Jack Joseph Smith

famous for this sound, and his mouth would turn up, just a bit, on the right side, as he pronounced this difficult expression. The tongue was very important in the delivering of the proper effect, and it was generally placed over the left part of his lip. But in case of immediate danger, he would hold his tongue inside his left cheek. This would make him even more angry, that he would have to deform in part his form of pronunciation. In these pressure moments, one of his more infamous statements would be uttered, such as, I'll drill ya. Well Dandy, have you paid? Seriously, I can't recollect. I ought to drill ya. But I am an actor now Dandy, and I must have my face perfect and pretty for per formances. You're running a beer hall Michael, and that's all you will ever be able to do. Once a week, to keep the peasants happy. Eah. Give me a beer, you ass hole. Well, I suppose some homage must be paid to the King. By the way, that was a nice gift King. What the fuck are you talking about? Why the five thousand dollars Dandy, I appreciate it. How do those scars feel back off? He he, he went in a death laughter. They add countanence to my countanence. Wendell Sabastian took his nose out of his mug of beer and said: They are fucking scars, no matter what the fuck you want to fucking say. And there's just one more fucking point to fucking prove, that your're nothing but a hell raising fucking bum. And no fucking person is ever going to tell me anything fucking different. Mister Dandy, would you like to tell the boys about the nice little note you sent

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O'Dandy's famous eah, the old accident scars, the five-thousand-dollar payout, and Wendell Sabastian's profanity-heavy contempt all get folded into another round of mock applause and abuse.

The tone is half comedy routine, half public stripping-down, with every detail of injury and money converted into social ammunition. Michael keeps leaning into performance, but the crowd keeps forcing the body back into view through scars, threats, and class resentment.


Claude

The mock-scholarly anatomy of O'Dandy's grunt continues - the tongue 'generally placed over the left part of / his lip,' but 'in case of immediate danger' held 'inside his left / cheek,' a deformation that angers him into the threat 'I'll drill ya.' The narrator, insisting 'I am an actor now... I must have my face perfect and pretty for per / formances,' is cut down by O'Dandy - 'You're running a beer hall Michael, and that's all you will ever be able to do' - then turns the payout into a barb, thanking the 'King' for 'the five thousand dollars,' his scars said to 'add countanence to my countanence,' until Wendell Sabastian insists they are just 'fucking scars' marking him a 'hell raising... bum.' One struck insult after 'You fucking' has no stable replacement and is omitted from this account.