There I was, minding my own business. Just driving along with no radio on, nothing. It was a little to quiet for my tastes so I reached over to my radio and unplugged the cassette adapter. Thats when it hit me. No, not a car, or an idea or anything so important as that. But it was still one of the strangest things that has hit me all day.
A series of descending and ascending notes. It was cheesy sounding, almost like a classic news intro.
Yes, thats right.
You know what it is.
I thought I'd heard the last of it since I'd left WREK in the spring.
It was Block
and Bird.
The Earth and Sky nuts.
Yes, they torture people in california with their stupid facts and bad interviews just like they torture radio listeners all over atlanta. The station was apparently some high-school oldies station. I wonder if poor kids have to take calls from the nazi E&S listeners who MUST get their daily dose of "Did you know whales aren't fish?" or "tonight venus is waxing in the northern section of the sky." Someday we will discover that this is all a plot by hippy drug addicts to get us to join their nasty ass communes and dance around the campfire while the drum circle pounds away. But I won't have it! No sir! I'm on to their dirty hippy plot. It won't take much to stop them either! All I have to do is tell Block that Byrd is stealing his pot. And tell Byrd that Block is really a republican. Then they'll destroy themselves and we'll be free of stupid science facts and bad phone interviews forever!
A series of descending and ascending notes. It was cheesy sounding, almost like a classic news intro.
Yes, thats right.
You know what it is.
I thought I'd heard the last of it since I'd left WREK in the spring.
It was Block
and Bird.
The Earth and Sky nuts.
Yes, they torture people in california with their stupid facts and bad interviews just like they torture radio listeners all over atlanta. The station was apparently some high-school oldies station. I wonder if poor kids have to take calls from the nazi E&S listeners who MUST get their daily dose of "Did you know whales aren't fish?" or "tonight venus is waxing in the northern section of the sky." Someday we will discover that this is all a plot by hippy drug addicts to get us to join their nasty ass communes and dance around the campfire while the drum circle pounds away. But I won't have it! No sir! I'm on to their dirty hippy plot. It won't take much to stop them either! All I have to do is tell Block that Byrd is stealing his pot. And tell Byrd that Block is really a republican. Then they'll destroy themselves and we'll be free of stupid science facts and bad phone interviews forever!