...here’s Jimmy Durante’s:
...and here’s W. C. Fields’s:
...and here’s the greatest schnozzola of all, longer than Cyrano de Bergerac’s, longer even than Pinocchio’s prevaricating proboscis, ladies and gentlemen, I present:
Seabiscuit’s!
[Editor’s note. Only humans and horses participated in this competition. No elephant submitted an entry form, although if one had been received, it would have been reviewed for completeness and considered along with the rest. --RWP]
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Monday, March 19, 2012
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