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Fantastic word game

A redneck with a paycheck walks into a bar, and gives us the opening line for a really bad joke.

... there's a joke there somewhere, I just can't think of what it is just yet...
 
A really bad joke would involve parallel lines, which have so much in common that it’s an absolute shame they’ll never meet.

You've got me pegged, Padre, other than the Stars n' Bars. I proudly display the Gadsden in my back wind-er.
 
Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection doesn't do me much good when I know that a loaded shotgun does a far better job o' dee-terin' any collection agencies.
 
Another brain-splattering episode and the dreaded ellipses have left me feeling lightheaded so I need to rest up and get my mojo going so I can pump out the hits with Dave and kenny tomorrow night at the new Illusions.

That's right! In case you aren't aware, we host the 80s Rockfest each and every Saturday night at the new Illusions. Dave, kenny and I play the best in 80s Rock plus your requests. The permanently-guarded (Thanks HOSS!) and Denny's-sponsored mechanical bull is always available for a bumpy ride. Join us in person or via the huge PowerWorld livestream. Later, join us at Denny's early Sunday morning for some great grub cooked up by kenny. See everyone there and have a great weekend!!
 
Pump out the hits with Dave and kenny tomorrow night at the new Illusions tonight n' then join the ramblin' redneck in the mornin' fer his abberational sermon (dee-livered in a fiery spectacle, of course) divin' into the ludicrous idea that a man o' God, who dee-livers a message o' hope to the sinners o' the world throughout the week, would then go n' spend his Saturday nights in a smoke-filled, alcohol-drenched shithole, while spinnin' AC/DC, George Michael, n' Frankie Goes to Hollywood records in Fantasyland.

I never disappoint, eh, Padre? You request a rise, you get one. 😉
 
Y'all come back now, you hear?

Be wary o' where you walk in Fantasyland, Texas. They don't seem to know how to operate a cuspidor.
 
Unless or until it actually happens, which it won't, and even if it does -- especially if it does -- it didn't actually happen, and you didn't see anything, because there's nothing to see.
 
The local authorities can investigate all they want, and I'm not worried, because I have diplomatic immunity plausible deniability.
 
Plausible deniability insofar as the plump chicken legs in said freezer having once been attached to the late Henrietta Hen of Tyler, Texas, certainly applies to Ed here, as there is no detailed DNA registry of individual chickens, ducks, geese or any other poultry.
 


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