Blueprint for Suicide

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Tonight, blueprint for suicide. and the Whistler. And I know many things, or I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows.

Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. The Paliachi legend of the show must go on, even though the heart is breaking, has been played out many times upon the stages of the world.

But sometimes it doesn't come off just right. For instance, take the case of David Dane, the comedian. He's one of the most popular performers in the theatre. And as he stands out in the glare of the footlights on the stage of the Regent Theatre, you'd think he would be the most carefree man in the world.

Everybody loves him. He's got everything, same fortune, a pretty wife. There she is, standing in the wings, watching him, smiling, it is Joe. And anyone who saw you, Martha, greeting David as he comes off the stage, Would be sure you meant what you say.

How was it Martha? Wonderful darling. Ah yeah but I'll tell you another curtain Mr. Dame. Go ahead David. Okay. Would you really like it tonight Martha? How you're terrific darling. The audience loved every life.

I think the routine is getting a little worn out. I called my gag right us together for tomorrow. We'll work up some new stuff. This routine seems alright to me. Ah some new gags won't hurt.