Philco (commercial)

We could go out all night, but there is such a thing as a commercial, you know. Oh, Bing, how can you be so class? I'm not. Bing, you feel worried about a commercial? I am, Alec.

I've got the opera here. Oh, I forgot about that, yeah. You've forgotten about the Alec Trick Opera Company? Yeah, forgive me, Alec. Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, we take you to the Alec Trick Opera House.

For further details, here is our impresario, composer and commentator, Alec Temple Cross. Our opera tonight is Opéra Coméchale. Here comes Giovanni Scotti Trottorini, and in a moment we will hear the familiar overture. Your cross beanie, have you heard the news?

No, no, what goes in your temple tony? It's news of a marvellous new radio. Oh, the radio radio, how I adore radio, I think it's just marvellous. Ah! Then you certainly should see the new Philco that that man talks about on the air.

Oh what man? What is his name? I can't remember. His eye, his eye, his eye. My name is Carpenter. He's going to talk on Philco. I feel it coming on. He's going to talk on Philco.

Well let him carry on. The idea, the idea. We're ready and waiting, Mr. Carpenter, if you please. It's powerful radio, pulls in different stations. Yes, yes. Is new life your favorite program? No, I'm not.

When you stack up the 12 records on a super smooth, Filco-automatic changer. Don't keep us waiting! You're such a short and nice and cool. High in pornographic enjoyment. Ah, is that so? Then elaborate, Mr. Crosby, has only you can do in typical valid form.