Egged on by feistyheinz’s eggstraordinary “Egged by the Mob”, I hereby present a personal favorite, wherein chicken Jimmie Fidler learns not to fiddle around with Errol Flynn, followed by Mrs. Fidler forking Flynn, proving herself to be no chicken and no second fiddle to Jimmie, her loud-mouthed, chicken-hearted, lily-livered hubbie.
Thanks to E.L. Flynn, the chickens finally came home to roost at The Mocambo for crabby Jimmie Fidler, Late September 1941.
— Tim
Gentleman Tim
December 12, 2016 at 7:16 am
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Gentleman Tim
December 12, 2016 at 8:11 am
Here’s the real story behind why EF KO’ed Fidler:
books.google.com…
Flying fish fishing with Flynn:
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shangheinz
December 12, 2016 at 9:04 pm
Here are the moving pictures on what moved Errol so much that he hit Fidler on the roof: m.youtube.com…
Gentleman Tim
December 12, 2016 at 11:18 pm
Still moving pictures, videoheinz. a doggone tragedy.
shangheinz
December 13, 2016 at 10:06 am
Ànd here are the stills to the commotion of a fri(ght)day night at Elmo, Gentlelmer Tim: www.boweryboyshistory.com…