It's a happy day. My heart feels like an alligator.

Howie Carr writes to the Boston Herald, hosts a daily radio show, one of the most famous men in New England.

It comes from the tabloid talk show stuff in Boston, and it was concocted there.

Put your hand on the radio.

Live from the Burner Less Lethal Pistol Pistol Studio.

Can somebody shout amen?

It's Howie Carr.

I'm not going to shout, amen.

Although I may be meeting my maker anytime soon.

It's horrible here.

There are packs of gray wolves.

They've crossed the Rocky Mountain trying to escape this terrible storm that is heading our way in the northeast.

This is Biff Bvington, your meteorologist, bag and work. It's horrible here.

Roving bands of penguins have looted the liquor store.

Next to the big supermarket here, they're just trying to prepare themselves keeping warm with

anti-freeze, 90-proof. It's horrible. The polar bears that have taken over the parking lot have now been attacked by some local black bears. We have an ursign.

That's bears. Race war going going on here they're turning over small

vehicles and next they're going to be turning over the the SUVs it's horrible we're all out of

food here there's not there's not a a can a jar of of pitted olives left in the store.

There's not even any crappy barbecue potato chips left.

Everything is gone.

I'm now going to throw it to my Nova Scotia colleague, Frankie McDonald,

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