“Shut up and listen!” shouted Mortimer Chickmeier. “Get that cowboy crap out of your head”.

“Yeah, but Morti, I mean,… ah, what about ‘Cheyenne’, ‘Sugarfoot’, ‘Maverick’, ‘Wagon Train’, ‘Colt .45’, ‘Wyatt Earp’, ‘Wanted – Dead or Alive’, ‘Bonanza’, ‘The Rifleman’, ‘Laramie’, ‘The Big Valley’, ‘Have Gun will Travel’ and then there’s ‘Gun Smoke’. They’ve been popular for all these years!”, Clinton calmly said into the payphone.

“Listen Boychik, those monster movies are your ticket. I got ya those parts in ‘Tarantula‘ and ‘Revenge of the Creature‘ didn’t I”?

“But Mort, those guys from Rome want me to do those I-talian westerns? It might be the break I needed once this ‘Rawhide’ gig ends.”

“Boobie…. ya gotta get the cow dung out of ya ears”. Westerns are not the way. I got ya a reading for that new hit ‘Variety’ says is a sure winner… ‘Frankenstein verses The Space men’. Stick with me and I’ll get you outta that one-bedroom apartment and  driving that old Edsel”, Morti assured him.

“Okay, Morti. Tell Mr. Leone, thanks but no thanks…”

 

 

 

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