Disc Jockey JML
Whata’ think? Sacrifice a beer or a bladder squeeze.
I detect a plot. As the little man, thinking for the big man said. “I’ll be right back after I freshen up”.
“Oh, so you remember us. Funny. Did you know the busboy’s been stealing your tip?”
The sin of multitasking. In this case again, Master of none, but worth a go.
“Calling Dr. Howard, Dr. Fine, Dr. Howard!”
Is it ‘Extra Gooey’?
I don’t live in the UK. I was stationed there in the 60’s and my last visit was 2019 on a vacation trip. In the 60’s I thoroughly enjoyed listening to the offshore pirate radio stations. That was a great era. On my recent visit I got onto the internet with the hotel WiFi or through my cellphone with a Verizon overseas access plan and had no problems.
I never understood the logic of Radio and TV licenses. The effort and expense to catch a few scofflaws didn’t seem reasonable. Moreover you’re paying a tax to listen to the commercial stations as well. It’s like the ‘bleeding’ cable and satellite. The stations ought to pay the cost of carriage and let the public watch for free.
There are laws about mixing DNA, not to mentions fleas, ticks and the deadly Monkey Pox. Good grief man, get a hold of yourself. Even if it means blindness.
Pretty slick. Next will come the crackers and cheese. Don’t forget there’s a Dark Side. Those aren’t craters out there. It’s acne, acne vulgaris.