Stoopnagel And Budd

An hour of smiles in town hall tonight, folks. Sixteen minutes of fun and music brought to you by Ipanatoo Face and Salah Patica. I pan out for the smile of beauty, Salah Patica for the smile of health.

Fun with our star comedian Fred Allen music with Peter Van Steeden and another big amateur contest. New voices, new music, new fun. It's town hall tonight. Yeah! The old town hall. Quit telling the one about the two Irishmen of those six-pionic marhols.

More hiss than Mr. Ipanatoo. The mighty on the large players. They're bringing up the ring. Let's try the sounding bomb. Have to let him go. Here they come. Mob victim. You see the mob is lynching a man, Mrs. Frickin?

Yes, he broke every radio in the village and it's town hall tonight. Mm-hmm. Bonus, buddy. Hey, Martin, the mailman's at the door with your bonus. And let him have to come back in the morning, Mabel.

It's town hall tonight. Hollywood celebrities. Understood everybody. There is Mickey Mouse. Mickey just crawled into the radio, Mr. Village. Town Hall tonight. And here we are in front of the Old Town Hall and there's Fred warming up productive jumping contest. Let's listen. Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me.

I'm on my way to the Old Town Hall. Check your sunflowers and go right in, folks. Hi, Wendy. Hi there, Ranthem, Snickers, tidders and labs on the inside, folks. Can I sit down in the front, Mr.? Not unless you're double-jointed. Let me know.

There's I and low jeans on the inside folks. So hurry, hurry, hurry. We're waiting for orders, Brett. Right, oh, Harry. Orders are you've got to, you've got to pull string. All right, Brett, let her go, Peter.