The Fable of a Night Given Over to Revelry Filming Locations

Having declared himself in on a jolly college dinner, Mr. Dubley, member of the class of '88, counted on having a Hot Old Time. Now at a College Dinner the main idea is to get a flying start. It was to be a Dry dinner, so most of the sons of Bohunkus were doing what a Camel does just before crossing a Desert. At 8:15 the Crowd was herded into the banquet hall. Dr. Dubley found himself marooned between two pious elders. The Oysters had been warming up since 6:30. Fortunately, the soup was not warm enough to scald the thumb of a willing longshoreman who had been brought in as an extra waiter. The Cold Storage Fish was surrounded by Library Paste and accompanied by two cute little golf balls. The rest of the menu was in order, including a petrified Quail, escorted by some Head Lettuce that carried the guarantee of a standard rubber firm. At 11:30 the First Speaker still held the floor and the Cocktail Brigade was dying on the vine. Then the oldest living graduate told the history of Bohunkus. He was past 90 and looked feeble, but at 2:30 he was still holding forth. They carried Mr. Dubley out on a shovel.