by Mortimer Weisinger
Henry J. Kostkos, who permits his charming wife to okay his stories,
and if the yarn is mediocre, it's "Quick, Henry, the Flit."
Frank R. Paul, who, when asked to be interviewed, modestly answered:
"There's not much about me to interview."
Conrad H. Ruppert, whose favorite expression, "Shut up, Weisinger,"
became a threat to have my scalp when I promised to mention him here.
And he claims he isn't modest. Goodbye scalp, maybe I can do without
it.
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