Rev up those friars, because I am sure hungry for one Greg Hill Show.

Broadcasting from beautiful and safe, Brighton, Massachusetts.

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The Greg Hill Show.

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Starring, the biggest foodie on the planet. To me, mood is the most important thing. White bread is succulent. Greg Hill. Wiggie, do you know what people used to say to him at the beach all the time? No. Can you please get out of my son? Featuring the Parlay Playboy himself. This tickles my fanny. Does that math make math? I did not know that. Wiggy. So all of a sudden, big black man says it's going sideways. That's the threat. Call H.I. 9-1-1. I feel threatened. Joined by Boston's number one linguist. Criminal mischief and arson have become this kind of

tangent. Pete Buttigieg.

Courtney Cox.

It's like the M&M song.

With a real Roman Anthony, please stand up.

And we thought this...

Oh no, he pulled something.

Sit back down.

And accompanied by two big brains behind the glass.

Don't put salmonella with your yams.

I'm on Shyam Island. Talk to me, Daddy. You are both morons. Curtis and Shine. Now, let's get down to business. It's time to party. It's time for the Greg Hill Morning show. Good morning. Good morning. Good morning. Hello, good morning. Morning, everyone. Good morning. Good morning, everyone. Good morning, my neighbor.

On Boston Sports Original.

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I got my people.

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When I say Greg Hill and you say show.

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