Comics: Mr. Warmth

Whenever Don Rickles appears in Las Vegas, showfolk flock to see him like delegates to a masochists' convention. "Come right in, Frankie," Rickles barks at Sinatra. "Make yourself at home. Hit somebody." Turning on Dean Martin, he snipes: "What do we need Italians for—all they do is keep the flies off our fish." Spotting Sammy Davis, he cries: "Look at him! You can always tell a Negro. Throw a broom on the floor and see him grab it." Wagging his finger at the hairdo on a woman at ringside, he roars: "Looks like...

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