I know how he feels! I drive around and think that if I ever won one of those 300 million dollar lotteries, I’d buy a radio station, and play what I liked and not care if anyone ever listened or not. I’d like to have it be out in Amish country, I think. I’d call it K-Rick instead of K-Rock. The request line would forward to City Hall, to encourage my two listeners to be more interested in their community than wanting to hear some song I’ll never play anyway.
How can he possibly hear it with all the wind noise?
I know how he feels! I drive around and think that if I ever won one of those 300 million dollar lotteries, I’d buy a radio station, and play what I liked and not care if anyone ever listened or not. I’d like to have it be out in Amish country, I think. I’d call it K-Rick instead of K-Rock. The request line would forward to City Hall, to encourage my two listeners to be more interested in their community than wanting to hear some song I’ll never play anyway.
Seat-belts are for pussies with crappy music taste.
Alas, I am restricted to only giving you one high five, 2K Man.
A real man drives a car with manual transmission.
Who is that? Michael Keaton in “Out of Sight? He’s got the right ‘tude.”