 Instead of just a-wishing Papa Bing, I stopped by your place a time or two lately and you weren't home either. Well, I'm a busy man, Louie. I got a lot of big deals cooking. I was probably tied up at the studio. You weren't tied up, you dog. You was just playing old gone fishing. There's a sign upon your door. Pops, don't blab it around, will you? Keep it shady. I got me a big one staked out.