The Bowery

And yet, I say that, Jack, I said, I'm gonna be here in a minute, kiddie. Oh, yeah. The makers of Bluebonnet, Marjorie, and Pendley C present the Fred Allen show with Fred Stennis, say, Purple Hopper, another player, since Mr. Tussbaum, Allen Reed, is 12th half open call.

Talk to family of Titus Moody, the Dematro sisters, and Allen Goodman and his orchestra. And until I found the clag horn, my name is Kenny Gelman. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. On June 12th, ladies and gentlemen, the city of Brooklyn elevates its 300th anniversary.

Tonight we bring you a man who isn't a resident of Brooklyn, but he looks 300 years old and hearing your spread out. Thank you and good evening ladies and gentlemen, Kenny. I happen to know you mentioned Brooklyn's anniversary.

Yes, Fred, next Wednesday, Brooklyn will be 300 years old. Darn, Sow, time flies, hey boy. Imagine what, I use the word boy loosely in this. Imagine what Brooklyn was like 300 years ago. Why the Cleveland Brooklyn was only an acorn, man.

The Brooklyn News Yard was just an admiral with a porthole standing beside a puddle. Then thumbs were just juvenile delinquents. Why 300 years ago, Kennedy, the Audubon Society in Brooklyn only had one bird. Well, what could Brooklyn do with one bird?

Give it to the giant every time they showed up. Yes, Kenny Brooklyn is 300 years old and we should wish to borrow a happy boy's debt. And I'm certainly glad... Ahhh! Portland, this is good.

Well Portland, strip yourself and overstuffed in finitive. Pull up one half and sit down. Tell me, what is a God say flaw? Say flaw. Say flaw? Is that true? Uh-huh. I said fake and sure.