Okay so get this.
There is a radio station in Birmingham called 103.7 The Q. In the evening "Nic Nice" has his show called the "Get Nice Show"...catchy huh?
Well, last night they were having a contest to win tickets to see The Fray. I immediately dialed in. Nic answers, and then I realize, it's the THREE QUESTIONS OF DEATH game. *insert sweat drop*
The Three Questions Game brief summary:
...you must answer three questions, get them all correct and you win the prize for that night.
..if you miss any of the question, they give out your cell phone number over the air.
so.. yeah, i figured he would ask me something about celebrity pop-culture. Nope. he asked who the DJ that comes on before his radio spot name was.
So.. my number was given out over the air. It's weird ya know. It was like people had their fingers on their cellphone and with every passing number, I very QUICKLY got like 10 guys top that called my phone.
One was on his way to a bar.
One was high as a goose falling out of a plane (yeah that doesn't make sense to me either.)
Another was just "chillaxin" whatever the fuck that means.
So.. our conclusion to this story.
If you EVER call into Nic Nice's show, know your shit.
Oh. and I had a VERY VERY VERY Sparkly week.|||
NAI!
There is a radio station in Birmingham called 103.7 The Q. In the evening "Nic Nice" has his show called the "Get Nice Show"...catchy huh?
Well, last night they were having a contest to win tickets to see The Fray. I immediately dialed in. Nic answers, and then I realize, it's the THREE QUESTIONS OF DEATH game. *insert sweat drop*
The Three Questions Game brief summary:
...you must answer three questions, get them all correct and you win the prize for that night.
..if you miss any of the question, they give out your cell phone number over the air.
so.. yeah, i figured he would ask me something about celebrity pop-culture. Nope. he asked who the DJ that comes on before his radio spot name was.
So.. my number was given out over the air. It's weird ya know. It was like people had their fingers on their cellphone and with every passing number, I very QUICKLY got like 10 guys top that called my phone.
One was on his way to a bar.
One was high as a goose falling out of a plane (yeah that doesn't make sense to me either.)
Another was just "chillaxin" whatever the fuck that means.
So.. our conclusion to this story.
If you EVER call into Nic Nice's show, know your shit.
Oh. and I had a VERY VERY VERY Sparkly week.|||
NAI!

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