Playing Mrs North

Oh hello, are you there? Well we're here. One, two, three, four, five, six, five, six, seven, eight, eight, eight, better, swan soap... Yes, sir! lemme a brother's company, the maker's of swan, the new white floating soap, that's eight ways, better than old-style floating soap's presents Paul Whiteman Your swan he an answer Bill Goodwin

Our singer Jimmy Cash Well, I swan the stars of our show, George Burns and Gracie Allen. Yes, sir, you're Burns and Allen's show. Now we're missing in our Gracie at home. Yes, yes, this is Gracie Allen. Who is this?

Who? Who? Well, you have to spell it. M-O-T-H, M-O-T-H-E-R, all the Martha. We have all the Marthaals we need. What? M-A-M-A? Oh, hello, mother! How are you? Oh, the phone mother. What mother? No, that is enjoyed singing in the bathtub.

That is a day's Tuesday. How's that scene? Well, you think Mr. Peterson, the butcher is falling in love with that scene? How do you know? Oh, last night she found it for getting me not on her cab's liver.

Oh, oh, good. You went to the football game Saturday. Oh really? 440 a ticket? My, that's expensive. What? Papa made a touchdown. Oh! Papa made a touchdown of the elks club. Oh. Well, I'll have to say goodbye, mother.

Well, a message for George. Yeah. Yeah. Oh wait, I'll have to write that down. Hilda! Yarmers, bird! Go in the den and get me a pencil, please. Oh! Oh, by the way, Mother, yesterday I went out in the garden and I picked the most beautiful sweet peas, but George didn't like them.

Well, maybe I should have cooked them plain instead of with carrots. Oh, yeah, well, I must tell you. Oh, yeah. It hurts your pencil. Oh, thank you. Oh, thank you. All right, Mother, I've got the pencil.