I don't know what's going on here. They have some sort of a surprise for me.

Bob, can you hear me?

Yeah, it's not my birthday. Yeah, where are you? I am... I am outside, Bob, in our parking lot. And, you know, back in the day when you were a little boy, a lot of things were promised to you. Your whole story of your life has been like one long, undelivered promise. Do you remember how when you were a little

guy, your dad would take you with him to the coffee warehouse? Yeah, yeah, that he owned at the time.

And there'd be nothing for you to do, so he would tell you to go ride that bag of sugar, sure fine,

or pretend it was a pony? Yeah, right. Well, Bob, I want you to take a walk out into the parking

light of the radio station this morning. All right Bob, I want you to take a walk out into the parking lot of the radio station this morning.

All right.

And I also want to...

Bob is now leaving the studio.

I want to invite our listeners who have school-age kids.

If you happen to be in our home base and you're anywhere near Wilkinson Boulevard and the Panther Stadium, we've got free pony rides for your kids before school this morning, because we're about to saddle Bob up.

In fact, I am broadcasting to you live from a stride Tigger, and Tigger is, how old is Tigger, y'all?

Tigger's a 15-year-old pony.

It's nice for me to be riding a man.

It's usually the other way in my life.

Here he comes.

Oh, yeah.

Hurry up, baby.

Sure fine, saddled up and ready to go.

Todd has provided Bob with a red cowboy hat and a little holster and guns.

And this is just awesome.

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