(xx) Broken Alarm Clocks

Get ready to smile again with radios, home folks. They can say, written by Paul Reimer.

Well, sir, as we enter the small house, halfway up on the next block now. And here in the kitchen we find Mr. Victor Gook and his wife's amiable uncle Fletcher Rush later takes in Illinois.

Uncle Fletcher is holding forth at the moment, and we hear him say, This fellow I've dumber and vetted a face stretcher. a stretch. I dare was you go fishing and then bring your cat around the arts place and he'd stretch your face for you on this contraction here and they'd look bigger when you show them

off to your friends. Art figured he'd make it a neighborhood of forty thousand dollars on that invention. By George he never legalized the dime. Total was people refused. Huh? Somebody's coming in the front door. He had nervously? No. Are you Hey, back jumpy as a cab.

Hi. It's only rush. Rush, huh? Yeah. Fine. Hey, Rush! Oh, Uncle Fletcher. No, this, I, Gumbard's never realized a dime on his free stretcher. Bought a horse and buggy on tick on the strength of it, got married on the strength of it, and sent his brother to Barbara College on the strength of it, and never realized a dime.

Who's there to say? Where's your money? I guess. Leave she mention the wash bag, Taylor Yammelton's is new. Are you Uncle Fletcher? Yes sir. You're a good boy, Russ. Thanks. I've been not the YMCA ever since school let out.

Batman's playing handball? No, there's a celebration on it. This week is the hundred and twentyth anniversary of the birth of Sir George Williams, the founder of the YMCA. Mm-hmm. Me and most of my friends spend so much time at the YMCA, we feel like we got a right to take part in the celebration.