Sarcasm, or is he actually right for once? I think my breath was momentarily taken away...
The sparkling husband primitive's been somewhat "off" lately, not his usual self.
Two theories: one is that the sparkling husband primitive's wife, when playing with her chemistry set, might have jumbled up too many, uh, additives, for the sparkling husband primitive's afternoon cocktail.
She wants him out of the way, so as to get the life-insurance money and to run away to Elysian Fields with Mrs. Tutweiler down the street, but she knows it's got to be undetectable.
The second is that the sparkling husband primitive was recently in San Francisco,
confrering with his business associates Shaky-Legs Sal, Padlock-Face Vito, Pretty Boy Willie, Hair-Trigger Silvestro, Lucky Lido, Hangnail Charlie, Bet-a-Million Camillo, Hopscotch Peppone, Horny Guiseppe, Mashed-Potatoes Louie, Leo the Squirrel, and Bela Pelosi's husband--all members of the famous d'Alessandro crime family of Baltimore, some years ago transplanted to the west coast--and the "meeting" didn't go so well.
Time will tell.