Terrified Turkey Caper

The National Broadcasting Company presents the adventures of Sam Spade detective His eyes sweetheart Oh, I was raised at death this office Glass all over the floor holes in the wall. That was just business going on as usual during all locations there Well, what was it all about Sam?

They tried if they just tried to pluck my feathers and cook my goose I'm Thanksgiving too. How could they? Oh, they were a mean lot. Are you all right? Hail and hearty. Every jiblin in place and not a feather ruffled.

Did you recognize Thanksgiving? Oh, it was heavenly. Mama had a turkey dinner, sage dressing, cranberry sauce, candy yam. Hard sighting? A little. Calm clean, Effie. Well, I had two glasses. Everyone was there. Cousin Gertie, Dwight, Mrs. Floss.

I was disappointed when you didn't show up, Sam. Did you have Thanksgiving dinner? Sure. At the helping hand rescue mission where there's plenty of free parking and never a covered charge. For further details, consult the report which I will presently be down to dictate on a tasty chronicle of foul play.

The terrified Turkey caper. For NBC, William Spear, radio's outstanding producer, director of mystery and crime drama, brings you the greatest private detective of them all, in the adventures of Sam Spade. Oh, you were waiting for it.

Thanks, giving dinner at a rescue mission. Well, mama cooked it perfectly. What is your mother for me? If tell her I'll be over to break wish bones, whether tonight and to atone for my social and differences, here's a little something I brought for you.

What is it? A blender by? A blender? What? Bus as in step to the rear of. Oh, well, what does it do? Shoot, Seth. It's a gun. Our founding fathers used it in foraging for feathered food when they settled this abundant continent.