Now I made you a very special dish. It's spaghetti, but instead of meatballs, it's raisin balls.

They look the same, but they taste very different.

Do you want to know what they symbolize?

Yes.

So I'm the kind of gal who tries to make the best of things.

And since meatballs will never ever exist again, I said, Carol, get your hands up.

Grab some raisins, and you smash them into a ball, girl.

I know we're not each other's soulmates, parentheses, meatballs,

but if we give it a little effort, perhaps we can make it work, huh?

parentheses, raisin balls.

So we might as well dig into the raisin balls, parentheses, life we've been given.

These have turned.

You might want to just eat around them.

T-B-T-L.

We're the number one show in hospitals and on Sinking Riverboat casinos.

This is about respect. This is about personal space. This is about the biology.

Get you to the end. Got it.

Here's the long and short of it. Someone has been touching my karaoke machine.

It's Mr. T, and I want to tell you, uh, there in Rio Land, you better keep listening to this station.

And if you don't, I'm coming after you.

Well, okay, then, from the front porch at the Burbank Springs Broadcast Center,

perched a top Alabama hill, all a looking off on the other side of Alabama hill than I typically would.

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