Going, Going, Gone

An hour of smiles in Town Hall tonight, folks. Six minutes of fun and music brought to you by Ipanatouface and Salapatica. Ipanatou for the smile of beauties. Salapatica for the smile of hell. Fun with our star comedian Fred Allen and his mighty Allen art players.

Music with Peter Van Steeden, the Ipanatruvadors and the Town Hall Quartet. And another group of anxious and eager amateurs. New voices, new music, new fun. It's Town Hall tonight. That crowd, they're cheering Fred Allen as the lead is weekly parade at the old Town Hall.

The red leading the band of the Roman fans and the mighty LMR players are right behind doing their best to not just a spark. That's a sign of Mary Strong, everybody! Here they come! Mother!

The whole house is frozen. They see it better start falling out the plumber. The plumbing can wait till I throw out this radio lady. It's Town Hall tonight! Oxineers! I'm bittin' ten dollars on that radio set, Mr. Oxineers!

I ain't puttin' up the radio for tomorrow, madam. It's Town Hall tonight! Taxi driver, quick driver, take me to the Grand Central Station. Sorry, Mr. T big idea wearing those earlabs into the show. Oh, I've got to cover my ears. If I ever hear

what you're saying, I'll bust right out. Step right in, Mrs. Tousig, laugh and you're at the town hall, folks. Weep and you stay at home. Hurry, hurry, hurry. Can I get any rammatures? What do you do, Buster?

I recite boots in my bare feet. It's a takeoff. Always glad to welcome an artist, buster, go around to the stage door and try to get in. The show is just about to start, folks.