Last show of season - Rise of the House of Rawchild

The company, where large and magnified look like a fire, presents another bottle of music and other sounding Jack Benny. The orchestra is 24 hours in Jordan. And now for the last time on this General Tire Series, I present to you that song of stage, screen, radio, hotel lobby band, street callers, Mr. Jack Benny.

As a fine introduction, Don, street corners. All I can say, ladies and gentlemen, is that the football season is now on, and I wish that I were a tackle, and Don Wilson was coming my way with a ball.

Oh, you're kidding, Jack. No, I'm not. Well, you know that my old racket is football, and every year when the football season starts my blood begins to tingle. Yeah, Don, would you play football? With the UC.

You don't say. Sure. Well, I remember my third year in college. I made 23 touchdowns. Hmm. 23. Yes, and in my last year I made 34 touchdowns, but not today, Jack. No, Don, today you just make touches.

In fact, on this program they call you Touch Don. All right, Jack. Like, oh. All right, stick to the routine. Did you ever play football? Well, I carried a few pigskins in my day. I know you worked in a slaughterhouse, but did you ever play football?

Oh, sure I played for, listen, I used to work right alongside a red grain. Well, the same team? No, the same ice wagon. But no kidding, Don, I played a lot of football in my college days.

Well, I didn't know that you were a university man. What college did you attend to? The U of I.C. I.C. Yes, international correspondence. And you played football on the corresponding school teams? Sure, Don, I used to send in some great forward passes by mail.