Good Night

I was on the air at WNBC in New York, when it happened. I was doing a live commercial, and a woman with evil intentions sneaked into the studio and did it. Her fingernails felt like 12 inches long. And they were gliding up and down my back in a spot I couldn't reach by myself. As I recall, the commercial sounded a bit like this: "So dom't wait till it's too late. Go and buy some gezorninplatz . ..oooohhhhhhh.Give a listen please.