You'll die laughing
“Grab your honey, those wacky, wise-cracking guys are back in town!
Yes, you gotta love’em – The Sax Brothers! Whoa, mama, keep your
daughters home tonight! Coco, Plato, and Bruno, the kings of cut up,
the merry men of mayhem. Watch your favorite psychos do their infamous
side-splitting, killer routine, Hotel of Horrors. Better skip room
service!
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Excerpt:
It’s Elysee Gardens, about 1927, ‘28. Made the headlines, you know.
You’re here on the secret floor, the one that has no windows, the one
with the trap-doors and the chutes to the basement. Down below, way,
way down, through that hot orange and red hole, that’s where our guys
chopped up the staff – all the stupid little girls – and toss their
pretty little parts into the furnace. Except for the meat, of course.
Throwing away perfectly decent beef is...well...a sin. The Sax
Brothers never wasted exceptional beef.
