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Fantastic word game

You are dead were the words Mister dmargalotti shouted to me after I fell inside my tuba and got stuck during a rehearsal for our big Band Camp concert, but fortunately Miss Silkie brought a big bucket of lard from the commissary and not only did the lard enable me to get out of the tuba, it also made it easy for me to slip into some comfortable clothes at the end of the day.

Literally! :D
 
Slip into some comfortable clothes at the end of the day but don't forget to toss the work clothes in the hamper rather than leave them lying on the floor like Sweetie Pie did or you shall incur The Wrath Of Miss Silkie (TWOMS as Sweetie Pie knows so well).
 
Deserving and esteemed members of our community are always invited to the gas station across the street from my apartment to jump on the ding ding bells and gulp down a Yoo-Hoo or two.
 
Parched after the morning band camp activities, all the little band campers (and some big ones too) jumped into Lake Camper to cool themselves off.
 
To cool themselves off, several of the band members jumped into the lake and now I feel ashamed of myself because for many years I've been telling them "Go jump in the lake!" but I never thought they would actually do it.
 
I never thought they would actually do it either but it was so darned hot and humid today that the best thing to keep the little scampers cool calm and collected was to let them do just that.
 
Disney Princesses bath towels collection, on the contrary Mr. LARR, was purchased specifically for the band camp female kiddies although some of the male ones end up using them too and I keep one in my corner office for spillage emergencies when the band camp tours come through the building.

Those kids manage to have all kinds of food during that tour: water, ice cream, lemonade, brownies, you name it. And at least one of them always manages to spill something on my desk.
 
When the band camp tours come through the building, some of the kids announce their presence by playing their instruments and this is enjoyed by almost everyone except for Mister WMC, who thinks it's lunchtime and runs to the mess hall every time he hears the triangle being banged on.

This post probably won't make sense unless you've watched a lot of the old Roy Rogers and Gene Autry tv westerns or episodes of The Real McCoys.
 
It finally bit the dust so we were finally able to buy a brand spankin' shiny new one.

Mr. Director of Early Morning Contributions must be late this morning. I shall start us off this fine Monday morning. 8)
 
A brand spankin' shiny new one of those Susan B. Anthony dollars from the late 70's, early 80's it what WMC likes to leave for a tip when he stops off to eat at Denny's.
 
Denny's is one of my fave places to eat when I'm away on vacation because I can get breakfast any time of the day or night.

Good morning, Mr. DEMC. ;D
 


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