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hand it to This is our last week of the year that the three of
us are all together, so that's why we're doing something look back stuff.
And yeah, one of the things we want to look back on is some
of the songs that Ding has singed over the course of the year. And
here, what am I doing? Open? What do you mean to have
an open? Do it? He hasn't open? Attune this the other Okay,
if you like the taste of onion rings, then you're gonna like ding
sings. If you like to eat chicken wings, you also really enjoy ding
sings. And if your favorite club is a ping, then you'll love ding
sing Ding sings, d things keep going. Everybody loves ding sings. Ding
sings, ding sings, everybody ding ling. That's really all. Oh no,
JJ, you were up next, got one. Let's do it.
Let's do it. Let's do a second stance on the perfectable time. It's
not valuable, really, it really isn't. You're right, this time is
not valuable. All right? This arented in y'all's minds a second segment,
Part two. We did this on Tuesday, I believe, and we looked
back at the year of ridiculous songs that I either was saddled with a signed
or chose on my own to record and bring to the radio station. And
some of these have connections to the radio station specific some were challenges. You
got a couple of these that are challenges. If you remember back when you
and I were on afternoons with Michael Reiner. I came up with this idea
that I would take three was it three? It was three random topics or
subjects. Yep. It could come from anywhere, and we put them together
and I'd have to write a song about these three things and then present it
and we would pull a genre bucket. Oh yeah, the genret three random
dumb topics and then pull the genre out of a bucket. He would have
like a week to create what always turned out to be an incredible song with
just those topics in that genre. Here's one now, look, I don't
have I think I probably wrote these on a legal pad and didn't put the
topics in my notes, my digital notes to say. So I'm gonna play
these just kind of cold, this one and maybe you can help me,
Mikey. This one is just simply titled Curasao. Okay, I remember that,
and kurrasoo was not one of your words. But this was like a
Dylan style, yeah, and it had But if there's like three different topics,
boy, I don't remember, but I remember one of the topics was
middle management radio middle management, meddling in the affairs of programming. So so
that's in there now somewhere. Oh, it's fine, we're all having a
good time. Uh So this one is I think in the vein of Bob
Dylan. This one is called Curasal and it goes something like this. So
I'm want say in the kitchen, what's smo. I can't wait to hit
dinnfl He's a big old man pots and fans. We got a Woods mood
in his big gass hands beating loaf, spaghetti, pork and beans, caveardco
shrimp, mac and cheese. On, my guy, what's a rock cooking?
And die? What's the rocks cooking? The night? That was the
first one, first challenge, what's the rock actually cook in? Track?
I left my job, tried to retire my nine com bean had yet expired.
That's about when I got when they're gonna flip the eagles? Could I
join in? It sounded good thing, But every day now suits up fast
and where they shouldn't be allowed. My gud should have booted cured his side.
All right, take it for me. I've all been warned you should
never stretch a rubber on a big bull horn. I know what you're thinking
to show up fun. Speaking for myself, it should never be done.
Me and my buddies we got real bored the next thing we knew belly's got
going on? My guy, My test, its all over the floors,
stretching a rubber over the horn of a bull ring. Ye, and you
have to bring it all together, working there to bring show as a drag
and all of your waist goes into a bag. I should have never tussled
with that old pull beside me in hell when my belly getting pulled them all
of that food sept the Wayne. It's also delicious, but I have to
be pain risky beans kyli pie. I eat it all up and ned and
all of that. The top of all of this is due named Paul critiques
my work while I'm sitting in the stall over my guy. I'm gonna just
stand it all. Oh my guying, gonna just stand it all. Oh
my guy, I'm gonna just stand good all my Okay, you play the
harmonica too, huh not, Well, it's perfect in such a modest mouse
all the time. Yeah, everybody's better at me than everything. There's what.
It's jack of all trades, master of none. Here's okay. A
couple of the next two are from news stories, huge news stories, and
these happened like within days of one another. One of them was at a
story about a delta flight that was on its way somewhere Atlanta or coming out
of Atlanta, I don't remember, and they had to make the flight turn
around in land because somebody had diarrhea and diarrhea all over the plane and the
aisles were just a sea of diarrhea. Yes, Yeah, diarrhea is so
bad they had to divert the plane. Yeah, so I figured what better
way to present this, you know, important news story than in a song
that also coincided with the death of Jimmy Buffett. So we brought these two
worlds together and allowed them to collide in a Jimmy Buffett parody called Diarrheasville.
There's diarrhel over the platform with the audio. Didn't A Mile had a new
idea. We had a padre had diary all the way to the airplaying film
three. Wanted to come back to the land flying on Delta stuff, don't
get felt. I grabbed my buns and hit it straight down the aisle.
Something was brewing. My intestines were stue and my stomach lining was coded in
Mile flying to Spain again a diarrhea field between Spain. Yeah, I was
in pain before the plane could depart. Some people claim I was on a
bolt aim. Now we know it was more than a fart. Don't know
the reason. Maybe improper seasoning. My burritos filled with spicy tofu. Why
thinning out of my booty? It was liquefied to you. It built up
the cabin and ruin their shoes. You are fl riving in pain again in
diarrhea, feel double over suffering through this gastric assault. Some people claim I
did it all for the fame. That's not true. I just wish it
would halt. Flying out of Atlanta. I should have had some my lent.
Now everyone's mad, and I feel like a clown. Brown one hundred
dollars. I'm brown, minuss Is tender. I'll need a public defender.
As soon as they turn this bowling around, I'm going back around that flying
to Spain into diaryha Bill, I was in pain before the plane could depart.
Some people claim I was on a bul aim. Now we know Aim.
It was more than a fart. You head diary airplane all the way
through the airplane. That's the pilot. And if you saw the video the
video, I mean, how much how much product could come out of a
human being? But it go down the aisle of the plane, Like how
bad could it be to turn this plane around? We're headed for Spain.
But then you saw it, yeah, and I can see it. We're
going home ready? How much burne juice? Good gosh, you started it
with flying on delta, stuffed on geffelta. Nothing rhymed with geffeltata or delta.
That's the only food you could find that rhyme with nearly rhyme with delta.
Even rhyme zone dot Com couldn't help me on that. Yeah, Melba,
he ate so much geffelta fish, shelta fish and obscure no one.
My god. All right, another big news story that just captivated all of
us. I mean, this was probably my favorite news story of the entire
year. Really was the Cavalcante story. Yes, the guy that crab walked
out of a damn prison and went on the lamb for what like it seemed
like what two weeks. Yeah, he was about four foot eleven. Yeah,
it was real tiny by one. And they found him in a tent
somewhere. You know what's funny, I don't remember him in a barn.
Yeah, I don't know. See, that's the thing is, we don't
remember all of the details shed the song. That's what my whole point is.
That's the great thing about mortalizing these stories into a ballad and it becomes
kind of part of folklore, and that's how you remember how do you know
the ABC's ABC? How do you remember the story of Cavalcante in song,
I love looking back at the stuff. This is right, man, doesn't
why they do this? You forget details you do, something will come up
and you'll go, oh, yeah, that's right. I remember that he
included detail in Eagles Jersey on Lo, this is our cowboy's eagles pre Yeah,
because this happened in what Jersey? Or Macarthy's listening in his hospital bed.
Oh, in northern Chester County, late one fateful night, Pennsylvania troopers
stood Fitgerland. They were ready for a fight. Lieutenant Colonel Bivens had a
master plan to unfold. Now we tell the story of the capture, oh
so bold in the dark of the night, our story unfolds Damlo Cavalcanti,
Oh his tail. It must be told from a burglar along to a heat
signal's light in the piney Pennsylvania woods head face alone a long night, the
heat signals spotted just around one him. They tracked the fugitive through the darkness
like a phantomin loid. But a storm had rolled in and the thunder and
lightning would dance dance in the distance. They saw the tiny barn, and
they knew they had their chair. Welcome to the hotel contain, such a
crazy place, what a wild escape. He crawled the woods into the hotel
caval Conte. He stole a fan and a gun while he was on the
run. Starn broke in the morning and the evening sky turned bright. Tactical
teams moved in, concealed from sight, with surprise on their side. They
closed in tight. Cavl Conte realized that this was his final fight. Through
the thick underbrush, how he tried to flee. He had his rifle in
hand, but now skin woold he see? A loyal German shepherd was released,
destined to bring him down, and in that very moment the troopers would
wear the victory crowd. Everyone all right, Jesus, I forgot about the
audio actuality stick breaking all right, And we'll leave you with this because it
is our next to last show of us, all three together. Mikey's out
next week, KT and myself will be in all next week and then it
is Heycasun Christmas time. I'll leave you with a wonderful Christmas song that I
did a number of years back. It's an original, yeah, original Christmas
song. And if anybody hears this and finds it to be familiar and wants
to send a cease and desist order. I welcome it. You can direct
message me on Twitter and I'll give you a proper mailing address. And it
goes something like this. Here comes Santa Claus. Here comes Santa Claus.
I hear him on the roof. Why in the hell would you park up
there? That fat ass is such a goof. Dad just paid to get
the shingles replaced. Now they're all up again. He seems half crupped.
The back door's unlocked, so he lets himself riding it comes Santa Claus.
Here cuts Santa Claus, sneaking down the hall to Daddy's liquor cabinet. Oh,
he's going to have a ball Bourbon shot spot on the rocks. Martini's
Dirty and dry. Chases it down with a handful of sandex. Santa's going
to die. He comes Santa Claus. Here comes Santa Claus, rifling through
Mommy's drawer, lacy thongs and plastic dogs. Could mommy be a horror?
Tubes of blue polaroids of dudes videos on demand. I'm a choking back bile
watching Santa smile as he goes through Mommy's night stand. There goes Santa Claus.
There goes Santa Claus, peeking in sister's door, watching her sleep,
not making a peep as he creeps across the floor. She arrived from college
late last night. Oh, it was a wonderful scene. Now Santa peers
at her while she sleeps, not concerned if she's eighteen. I've had enough,
buff, creepy drawnk Santa. Time to make a move. I grabbed
my father's clock from the safe, so steely, cold and smooth Santa turns
and sees me. Now it's time to end this game. He's in my
sight, so I say good night. Then I cover the wall with his
brains. Good Bye, SANTAA cause, goodbye Santa, cause your crimes have
been exposed. All the good boys and girls will know of the treacherous Patthew
Jones, your stupid white beard, all rapi and weird will no longer be
a fright. We've been farewell, and I'll see you in hell because I've
heard her. Santa tonight, I'm murder Santa tonight. That one's for the
kids. Merry Christmas, everyone, God. He's basically just a thief,
an intruder, and a rapist and possibly possibly at least a peeper. Yea,
oh my, there's a lot to unpacking that one. Maybe it's best
we not paint the wall. Let's just let it speak for itself, stand
on its own. Holidays everyone, all right? Everyone, Yeah, it
looks like to much is following us on Instagram yesterday. Save look as that
of it? All right, Thank you to Andrew's American Pizza Kitchen as well
a pizza this weekend. Coming up next it is Clips twenty through eleven.
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