One Sunday afternoon in L.A., a friend and I went to a psychic fair. As we were leaving a woman sitting behind a table stopped me and said, "Uncle Joe and Aunt Bella say "hello." Both were long gone and I hadn't seen them since 1943, when my Uncle Joe took me to the circus in Detroit. Bella isn't the type of name you pull out of a trick hat.
Did you ever let the medium know that Harry was a dog?
Nope.
One Sunday afternoon in L.A., a friend and I went to a psychic fair. As we were leaving a woman sitting behind a table stopped me and said, "Uncle Joe and Aunt Bella say "hello." Both were long gone and I hadn't seen them since 1943, when my Uncle Joe took me to the circus in Detroit. Bella isn't the type of name you pull out of a trick hat.
That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout.
This is an Episode from the Twilight Zone, if it was hosted by Joe Franklin.