In the Mood. In Manhattan, cinemaddicts shuddering at Dr. Terror's House of Horrors were not too much surprised when 200 square feet of plaster ceiling ripped loose, crashed on orchestra customers' heads.
Whaddya Want, Blood? In Philadelphia, two thugs held up a blood bank, wondered why six nurses were giggling uncontrollably at gunpoint, suddenly realized how silly the whole thing was, sheepishly gave it up.
Strictly from Hunger. In Ames, Iowa, two white rats, fed for two months a "typical coed's diet" (steak, mashed potatoes, cereal, bread & butter, navy beans, apple pie) by home-economics...
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