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This program may be found offensive by pencil pushing, bean counting, research loving, program directors, and radio consultant groups.

In the beginning, there was fun on the radio.

Then, the radio industry fell victim to corporate America and venture capitalist bankers who marched in with their research and up to their armpits in debt and turned the radio band into a wasteland of cookie cutters.

Faceless sound-like stations who completely lost touch with the people they were meant to serve.

Then, there were two voices that cried out to the wounds, fainted first of becoming louder with every passing ratings book.

It's okay to have fun again to give the people what they really want to hear and not treat them like a sea of mindless followers who have no choice in their radio entertainment.

Welcome to the Reek at Boba Show!

It is seven minutes past the hour.

From the broadcast, plasma, and teleports, a brand new hour, 26 years of the Reek at Boba Show.

Cranking out a living off low expectations.

Awesome.

Speedy, the real-grig mergers, Helmsy, Eddie Van Ader, all here today.

And the Reek at Boba University, we have happy Gilmore.

We also have stretch arms strong here today and stretch his brother's having him out today as well.

Oh stretch, brother, his baby brother, just like I do every day.

Let's bring in the other half.

There's Bill Bubba bushing.

Rick, glad to be here.

Thank all of you for joining us for yet again another hour of the Reek at Boba Show.

All right, so I got an evening to myself last night.

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