Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Air Messiah Augers In
Sad but true, mostly true (sorry, Ace, there I go again): the Radio Station of the Orifice of the Messiah-Elect is no more.
Inevitable, really.
Although, who knows? Maybe they'll continue broadcasting in a five-foot radius from a basement studio somewhere in Crow's Fart, Nebraska, captivating rabid idiots still jagging on what's left of what's left of what's left of the tattered remnants of the flotsam remaining from the jetsam separated from the detritus that used to be marginally possibly identified as having perhaps been a disfigured vestigal offspring of an idiotic delusion that leftist retards could actually find someone, anyone interested in their ignorance and stupidity long enough to listen for more than eight Godforsaken seconds.
I believe it was called Air Ameri-Duhhh, and it was run by drunks, retards and thieves.
But it sure was Great Radio! Yeeeeaaaarrggghhh!
Inevitable, really.
Although, who knows? Maybe they'll continue broadcasting in a five-foot radius from a basement studio somewhere in Crow's Fart, Nebraska, captivating rabid idiots still jagging on what's left of what's left of what's left of the tattered remnants of the flotsam remaining from the jetsam separated from the detritus that used to be marginally possibly identified as having perhaps been a disfigured vestigal offspring of an idiotic delusion that leftist retards could actually find someone, anyone interested in their ignorance and stupidity long enough to listen for more than eight Godforsaken seconds.
I believe it was called Air Ameri-Duhhh, and it was run by drunks, retards and thieves.
But it sure was Great Radio! Yeeeeaaaarrggghhh!
