No man who drank or smoked could ever come nearer to me than the telephone. I'd say, I won't let you — you nicotine-soaked, beer-besmeared, whiskey-greased, red-eyed devil — talk to me face to face.
Cyclone Carry: The Story of Carry Nation (1962)
No man who drank or smoked could ever come nearer to me than the telephone. I'd say, I won't let you — you nicotine-soaked, beer-besmeared, whiskey-greased, red-eyed devil — talk to me face to face.
Cyclone Carry: The Story of Carry Nation (1962)