George Quote #460

Quote from George in The Cheever Letters

Mr. Ross: How are you enjoying those cigars I gave you?
George: Oh, uh, the cigars? [chuckles nervously] I'm, uh, sucking 'em down. I'm puffing my brains out, yeah.
Mr. Ross: You know those cigars are made special for Castro?
George: [impersonating Carson] I didn't not know that. Weird. Wild. [Susan and George both laugh]
Mr. Ross: What?
Susan Ross: He's doing Johnny Carson, daddy.
Mr. Ross: I didn't care much for his jokes.
Susan Ross: Daddy never laughs.
George: Oh, well, so what? Laughter. What is that? I mean, what is the point of opening your mouth and going "Ha, ha!"? What is that? "Ha, ha!"?

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[stand-up:]
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