Sunday, July 26, 1942

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Dear Diary,

Jimmie Fidler told a cute story about Bob Hope tonight. He said, “Bob Hope surprised a waiter recently by ordering a piece of Mussolini cake. The waiter, rather taken aback by the request, replied that the restaurant didn’t serve anything like that. Bob said, ‘Sure, you sever it, but you probably know it by another name. You probably call it crumb cake.'”

I saw “My Favorite Blonde” for the ninth, and probably the last, time today. I just saw it once today, because I went rather late in the afternoon. But who knows? I may go again tomorrow.

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