Us, The People Speak

Leaning heavily on two friends, all he has left after nine years from radio, the old boy tosses to the microphone. He...stand him right there, fellas. He is, Fred Allen, in person. Excuse me, I'm a little hard of hearing.

I didn't hear these things. That's it. Thank you. And good evening, ladies and gentlemen. And if your information, Mr. Vonsell, I am not wobbling nor am I shaking. Nor am I. I'm from Boston. You get the grammar?

The Ecometically-Intense then. I am here, chalked a block full of business Harry. This is our last program as you probably know. That's right, Fred. We've come to the end of another year. Oh, have you got the new summer program all set Harry?

Yes, we're going to have two shows in this hour, Fred. Ooh, a double feature, huh? Radio has finally come to that. Yes, sir. Abbott and Costello will have the first half and then Mr. District Attorney will take the last half.

That sounds like a perfect 60-minute Harry. Well, with these new programs coming in next week, you know, I think that we are out of fairness to all concerned. I think that we should get busy and finish up our business around here.

We ought to sweep out the studio, balance the books, you know, leave things nice and tidy. But say, what about your commercials, Harry? Have you any product mentions, you know, leftover from during the past year?

Oh, yes. Yeah, I have the mark down right here. And things you didn't do, what are they? Well, Wednesday, December 20, 1939, you talked too long, and I had one mention of Sal Epadaca and two eye panels left over. You did? You had them left over, did you?