I can't sound them under the spotters.

Warning.

This program may be found offensive by pencil pushing,

beam counting, research loving program directors,

and radio consultant Goon 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 alike stations who completely lost touch

with the people they were meant to serve.

Then there were two voices that cried out in the wilderness.

They did first, but becoming louder with every passing waiting's 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 Rick and Bubba Show.

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Yes.

I'm Rick and Bubba Show.

I'm Bob Bubba, baby.

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