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Classic Puker
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Large Axle:
Yes, yes she is a Pygmy [tm]. And no, she should not be slumming with us Radio Slime who, if you are what you eat, are 88% Wendy's triple cheeses, from coupons stolen outta prize vans.
(p.s... Ixnay on the amela-tay amico-day afia-may references. Her family was in town for that concert, and they looked awfully, um, comfortable.)
And now an open letter to the crappy Radio Business...
Dear Crappy Radio Business (note to censor-bot: a "crappy" is a type of fish, pronounced with the Boston 'A'!):
FOR GOSH SAKES (oy, this is getting ridiculous... is Mrs. F a charter member of the 700 Club or something? I'M SICK OF THIS!! YER GOIN' DOWN IN NOVEMBER! THE WHOLE MIGHTY LOT O'Y'UNS!!... ahem...), will somebody please throw a cushy gig at Big Jay? I had to up my prescription (lenses, not anti-psychotic meds! But that's coming!), because his posts are actually meant to be long-winded radio tirades... NOT printed word! There's a lot of things I could do, if I wanted to go blind, and this ain't one of them! So pleeeeeeze..!!!
(And while you're at it, dear Radio Fairy, get me off the "Hair Dryer"... you know, the one with 4 towers and the null toward Newark! 8) )
Yes, yes she is a Pygmy [tm]. And no, she should not be slumming with us Radio Slime who, if you are what you eat, are 88% Wendy's triple cheeses, from coupons stolen outta prize vans.
(p.s... Ixnay on the amela-tay amico-day afia-may references. Her family was in town for that concert, and they looked awfully, um, comfortable.)
And now an open letter to the crappy Radio Business...
Dear Crappy Radio Business (note to censor-bot: a "crappy" is a type of fish, pronounced with the Boston 'A'!):
FOR GOSH SAKES (oy, this is getting ridiculous... is Mrs. F a charter member of the 700 Club or something? I'M SICK OF THIS!! YER GOIN' DOWN IN NOVEMBER! THE WHOLE MIGHTY LOT O'Y'UNS!!... ahem...), will somebody please throw a cushy gig at Big Jay? I had to up my prescription (lenses, not anti-psychotic meds! But that's coming!), because his posts are actually meant to be long-winded radio tirades... NOT printed word! There's a lot of things I could do, if I wanted to go blind, and this ain't one of them! So pleeeeeeze..!!!
(And while you're at it, dear Radio Fairy, get me off the "Hair Dryer"... you know, the one with 4 towers and the null toward Newark! 8) )