The Comedian's Plight

The tiles in Town Hall tonight bulk six minutes of fun and music brought to you by Ipana Toussé and Salahpatica. Ipana for the smile and beauty, Salahpatica for the smile of hell. Fun with our star comedian Fred Allen, music with Peter Van Seen and another big amateur concert. New voices, new music, new fun,

it's Town Hall tonight! The board shows that the audience can entertain itself during the show. That's time the driving drum has been on it. Here they come, prisoners! What are you doing with this coil of wire in your cells, man?

Two. I was only trying to tap your radio set, wouldn't it? It's Town Hall tonight. He shot paper. You made me want the dollar, didn't it? It was too tough. We're not easy, thank you.

We just want to make you do a radio. It's Town Hall tonight. Safeman. Are you still working on the president, Frank Bell, Senator? Congress refuses to work on anything this evening, madam. It's Town Hall tonight.

And here we are in front of the old town hall and there's Fred yelling with his mouth to why don't you can't tell it from the front door. Let's listen. If you're feeling low and things aren't so bright, you're as good as you at fault because it's down hall and I.

Now here, here, don't care off those doors, Paul. Even brother Allen. My name is Mrs. Bogg. I was things down at your candy store. Lord, I wish my peanut brittle was as never as you are.

Hey, thanks, well, it isn't as old as you are, Mrs. Bogg. Alrighty and I, Joe. Hi there Mr. Iliel. Hi, Ili, Ili, Ili. Everything's separate. I don't, Harry. Tell Peter where I'll think with you.