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It feels like forever, since I’ve been sent to the big house. I’m sorry I ever had to leave you in the first place; you were such a big cheese to me. I admit, I’ve been such a dumb Dora, I thought that if I put on the ritz I would become an egg, I’m sorry that I had to be such a four-flusher. I thought that I’d be able to get rid of my Jalopy and second rate joe, that I’d mooch the past.
I swear I’m not a cake-eater, darling, I’ve always wanted nothing more than to be your sheik. Baby, you’re the bee’s knees and I’ve got no beef on you. The way you’re always dolled up, it makes you quite the choice bit of calico. I’m surprised that you don’t have other bimbo’s trying to make their way to you, but I guess that’s just more proof that I’m the only big cheese for you. I was the torpedo sent on a trip for biscuits, but the moment I laid my eyes on you I knew that you were the tight tomato for me.
I had a handcuff made just for you, and it was pretty nifty. See, I was going to make you insured, because I was stuck on you! I’ve never met such a skirt before, especially one that looked past the fact I was a high hat, and just wanted to be hip to the jive. I was going to ask you sooner, but I feared the icy mitt. I thought you would think of me as too upstage, that you’d say I was a vamp. I mean, I would believe that too if that was what my wife told me.
You saw me as an ossified owl, who was always on the lam, just another drug-store cowboy. And while the part of me always being on the lam is true, the rest honestly isn’t. To be on the up and up, all that stuff is balled up. Sure, I had lots of dough, and sure it was because I ran a professional speakeasy. But people never saw that I was a Real McCoy. I loved to whoopee and I was a live wire. Level with me here, do I really seem like a flat tire to you? Of course not. I was the cat’s meow.
You just don’t understand how Jake I was. I was so Jake that people began to question me if Alfred even was my real name. I remember thinking that I was such a real McCoy, drinking tons of jake joe’s before I realized I had to use a john, since I can be a dumb Dora at times and didn’t realize that drinking meant using a john. Well, at least I wasn’t a Mrs. Grundy.
Not to razz you out, since I never saw you as a sap, but I could have been your sugar daddy. But now that’s never to happen, since I was pinched by the elephant ears, who caught me taking someone for a ride. (They deserved to be rubbed out, anyways.)Maybe I always was a goof, but it’s affirmative that the Bank’s closed here.
No worries though, necking can wait until I’m out of the slammer, eh?
I’ve got to go see a man about a dog now, talk to you later you swanky squeeze.
And now for the translations of all that slang
It feels like forever, since I’ve been sent to jail. I’m sorry I ever had to leave you in the first place; you were such an important person to me. I admit, I’ve been such an idiot, I thought that if I did things in style I would become a person who lived the big life, I’m sorry that I had to be the person who feigns wealth while mooching off others. I thought that I’d be able to get rid of my dumpy old car and second rate coffee, that I’d leave the past.
I swear I’m not a lady’s man, darling, I’ve always wanted nothing more than to be your boyfriend. Sweetheart, you’re terrific and I’ve got no complaints on you. The way you’re always dressed up, it makes you quite the attractive female. I’m surprised that you don’t have other tough guys trying to make their way to you, but I guess that’s just more proof that I’m the only important person for you. I was the hitman sent on a wild goose chase, but the moment I laid my eyes on you I knew that you were the attractive female for me.
I had an engagement ring made just for you, and it was pretty great. See, I was going to make you engaged, because I was in love with you! I’ve never met such an attractive female before, especially one that looked past the fact I was a snob, and just wanted to be cool and trendy. I was going to ask you sooner, but I feared rejection. I thought you would think of me as too snobby, that you’d say I was an aggressive flirt. I mean, I would believe that too if that was what my dorm roommate told me.
You saw me as a drunken person who’s always out late, who was always fleeing from the police, just another fashionably dressed idler who hung around public places trying to pick up girls. And while the part of me always being on the run from police is true, the rest honestly isn’t. To be honest, all that stuff is messed up. Sure, I had lots of money, and sure it was because I ran a professional bar that sold illegal liquor. But people never saw that I was a genuine item. I loved to have wild fun and I was a lively person. Be honest with me here, do I really seem like a bore to you? Of course not. I was the greatest.
You just don’t understand how great I was. I was so great that people began to question me if Alfred even was my real name. I remember thinking that I was such a genuine item, drinking tons of great coffee before I realized I had to use a toilet, since I can be an idiot at times and didn’t realize that drinking meant using the bathroom. Well, at least I wasn’t a prude.
Not to make fun of you, since I never saw you as a fool, but I could have been the older boyfriend who showers his girlfriend with gifts. But now that’s never to happen, since I was arrested by the police, who caught me taking someone to a deserted area and murdering them. (They deserved to be killed anyways.) Maybe I always was a stupid, bumbling person, but it’s affirmative that there will be no making out here.
No worries though, passionate kissing can wait until I’m out of the slammer, eh?
I’ve got to go for now, talk to you later you elegant girlfriend.
The Counter Culture of the 1920's Essay
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The counter culture of the 1920’s has affected the way the American lifestyle is today. Counter culture is a culture that primarily consists of younger people, with values and lifestyles opposing those of the original established culture. (Dictionary.com) A need for change. The 1920’s are also known as the “Jazz Age,” which was coined by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and the “Roaring Twenties.” It was a decade of change. (Hakim, 41) The counterculture of the 1920’s resulted from the Age of Jazz, Flappers, and the Harlem Renaissance. Out of the streets of New Orleans, a new form of music arose. This new type of music was not known as African or European, but simply American. It was jazz. In 1900 jazz first developed, but it wasn’t until the…show more content…
Louis was born in New Orleans where he grew up and learned to play the trumpet. He also learned to sing. Because of his long improvised solos, he inspired jazz so that long solos became an important part of jazz pieces and performances. (Cayton, 462) Armstrong was the king of jazz trumpet players. The new style that he created gave a voice-like quality to his horn. (Hakim, 58) Although Jazz was very popular itself, a majority of the fans and listeners were younger people. Flappers were commonly known during this time. They danced to the jazz music with a whole new style.
A flapper was a modern woman of the 1920’s with bobbed hair, short skirts, and dramatic make-up. (sparknotes.com) The flapper was also used to represent a new type of young woman. It represented a woman that was bold, rebellious, and energetic. Only a small percentage of American women were flappers. The image of the flapper had a huge impact on the rest of the nation’s fashion and behavior. Most women began to cut their hair short. It was called bobbing. Many parents wouldn’t allow it. To the older generation, it seemed taboo to have short hair. Some of the daughters of these people felt old-fashioned for not having their hair cut short. (Hakim, 42) Before the twenties, it was rare for a woman’s ankle to be glimpsed upon beneath long skirts. Yet, during the ’20’s, the ankles were highly visible as the hemlines for women’s skirts rapidly went up and up, as