Phrembah (a potato-like mystery) (phrembah) wrote,
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
phrembah

Ahm gon' give ya a chuckle, thar, Alan . . .

Ahm gon' take thirty-five minutes ta set up this twenny second joke, then ahm gon' blow it 'cause I can't 'member how it went zactly . . .

Doncha love it when they "open up the phone lines" on radio shows?  The program becomes, slow, halting, disjointed, sometimes cringe-worthy, then I switch the station to find that they're playing a PSA that I heard four and a half minutes ago on the first station and that (if you count Jr. High) I've heard well over a thousand times (make that five thousand) in my life.  Then I turn the radio off.  "Open Lines" spells the death of content.  Why in the hell do they do that?
Tags: brain fart, compelling chronicle, profundity extraordinaire
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