by Brad from Georgia » Wed Nov 10, 2010 1:18 pm
I just listened to the last show of the 1944-45 season. Early on, there's an exchange with Phil; Jack has just said that everyone will be back next year, same time, same station (Mary: "Same salary"), and Phil says he'll have an additional musician--he's hiring a trifingelist. Jack objects that there's no such thing as a trifingel, so there can't be any such musician as a trifingelist. Phil says, "I know, I know, but the union says you gotta have one."
Later, hamonica-ist Larry Adler is Jack's guest, and Jack asks him if he's brought his harmonica.
Larry: Yes, and I also brought this musical instrument which I just invented. It's made from a comb, tissue paper, and a burnt-out light bulb.
Jack: What is it?
Larry: I call it a trifingel.
Jack: So that's what one of those is! It's made from a comb, tissue paper, and a light bulb--
Larry: Sixty-watt.
Jack: That isn't even in here. He just made that up. I hate when people ad-lib like that. It louses up the timing and makes us run late. Sixty-watt light bulb. You know, if that was funny, we'd have written it in there. Just read what's on the page.
Jack's tone made it clear that he wasn't really chewing out his guest, and of course the audience was laughing because Jack's rant was far longer than the "sixty watt" ad lib.

Oh, for heaven's sake!