RFU 3-06
RFU 3-06 Copyright 4/06 by McCall/Zimmon/Gallagher/Sears
Disclaimer: The following program contains material that is guaranteed to offend somebody somewhere. Reader discretion is advised.
Theme Music: They’re not in tune with nature
They’re not in tune with Zen
We thought they finally went away
But now they’re back again
So now for all you folks out there
Who do not have a clue
Here now is Piston McCauffey
The host of RFU…
Piston: Radio Free Urine is on the air! Hello to all you folks out there in radio land, this is your old friend, Piston McCauffey, coming to you from the big building with the statue of naked people out front.
Well The Paulie Family hasn’t let up one bit during the last couple of months, and they’ve been hard at work in the recording studio working on yet another new song. Speaking of which, let’s take a look at this week’s Top 10 Pillboard Chart:
1. Octopus’s Outhouse by The Paulie Family
2. Something In The Air by Thundercrap Newman
3. It Must Have Been The Roaches by The Grateful Condemned
4. Goodbye Yellow Dick Load by Elton Schlong
5. 30 Days In The Butthole by Humble Poo
6. Let’s Wank Again Like We Did Last Summer by Stubby Pecker
7. Don’t Flush Me Down by The Dung Beetles
8. Sure As I’m Shittin’ Here by Three Log Night
9. Ream Baby (How Long Must I Ream) by Roy Orifice
10. Wide World by Fat Stevens
And that’s right folks, The Paulie Family has another number one song and let’s listen to it now…
Music: Octopus' Outhouse (Sung to the tune of Octopus' Garden by The Beatles)
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below
He'd flip us off as I shake it off
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
I'd charge my friends a token or two
Or maybe more if they had to poo
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
Our turds would float back to the boat
We rode in before it began to sink
Oh what a trip as we abandoned ship
To an octopus’ outhouse and it's stink.
We screamed and flailed and bobbed around
Because we knew that we might drown
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
We could wipe without a gripe
With the seaweed that grows so green and plush
(Grows so green and plush)
It would be slick for every guy and chic
Knowing that there's no need to flush
(There's no need to flush).
We could be so regular you and me
No Exlax to make us have to poo
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
Piston: And there you have it folks, the new number one song by The Paulie Family! And what a fitting song it is because even as I speak the Paulie Family Tour Bus is on the beach in Seaside, Oregon where Paulie Family Bandleader, Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon has an announcement to make. We take you now to our on the spot reporter, Anita Bier… Come in Anita Bier…
Anita: Piston, I’m here in Seaside where the Paulie Family Tour Bus is parked along the ocean side, and Paulie Family Bandleader, Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon is here with me now to make an announcement. So Paul, what’s the story?
Paul: Well Anita, I’m happy to announce that we’re about to demonstrate our Tour Bus’ new submarine capability.
Anita: You mean the Tour Bus will actually be able to travel underwater?
Paul: That’s right, and to prove it we’re going to begin our new tour by driving the Tour Bus from Seaside, Oregon all the way to Walla Wig Wittle, Australia!
Anita: Wow, that’s amazing! Do you really think the bus will make it that far underwater?
Paul: I said we we’re going to do it, didn’t I?
Anita: Well yes, but…
Paul: I suppose you think I’m bluffing?
Anita: No, it’s just that…
Paul: You know it’s bad enough when that stupid disk jockey never believes me, but I figured that as a reporter you might be more objective!
Anita: I can assure you I am, but it just seems…
Paul: SO WHAT’S THE PROBLEM???!!!
(Anita has been working with Piston to deal with Paul’s outbursts; she quickly changes the subject.)
Anita: So do you think I could come along and document this historic journey?
Paul: Of course, there’s no such thing as bad publicity.
(Meanwhile in the background, Tracy and Tim are having an argument.)
Tim: Are you sure there’s enough gas in this thing to make it all the way to Australia?
Tracy: Of course I’m sure! Why wouldn’t I be?
Tim: Well the bus has run out of gas before.
Tracy: Okay, so I neglected to make a pit stop ONE TIME!!!
Tim: Well it seems to me that traveling underwater would reduce the gas mileage.
Tracy: Look, Paul’s going too! Do you think Paul would be going with if it wasn’t safe?
(Tracy pauses in realization that everybody in the band will probably die on this cruise.)
Tracy: Okay, let me put it another way… You’re the Road Manager, and this is a road trip!
Tim: But we won’t actually be ON THE ROAD!!!
(Tracy realizes that an executive decision is in order.)
Tracy: Okay then, you’re officially promoted to Cruise Director. NOW GET ON THE FREAKIN’ BUS!!!
Tim: Yeah, well I don’t want to be the one that winds up having to walk to the next gas station from the bottom of the Mariana Trench!
Tracy: You can always take a short cut through the Great Barrier Reef; it’s only 200 feet deep there!
(Meanwhile, the christening ceremony is about to begin. Paul has a magnum of French Champagne.)
Paul: I christen thee… The Snotilus!
(Paul whacks the bus with the bottle of Champagne, but instead of breaking the bottle he smashes a headlight.)
Tracy: Here, let me try.
(Tracy pulls a bottle of beer from his coat pocket and heaves it at the Tour Bus. Instead of the beer bottle breaking it smashes through the windshield.)
Tracy: Hold on, I still have five more!
Paul: Aw, the hell with it!
(Paul drops the bottle of Champagne in the sand where it shatters into a billion pieces.)
Paul: Whatever… let’s just go!
(Paul, Tracy, and Anita get on the bus where the rest of the band is anxiously waiting to depart.)
Anita: Well Piston, it looks like we’re ready to set sail on this fine Spring day!
(Meanwhile in the background, Paul is giving orders.)
Paul: Batten down the hatches!
Tracy: This is a bus; it doesn’t have any hatches!
Paul: Well now it’s a submarine… SO WHY AREN’T THERE ANY HATCHES???!!!
Tracy: I figured without hatches there’d be less chance of leaks.
Paul: Okay then… Weigh anchor!
Tracy: We don’t have an anchor.
Paul: You mean that after all that shopping you did to prepare for this YOU DIDN’T GET AN ANCHOR???!!!
Tracy: You dropped me off at K-Mart; they don’t sell anchors!
Paul: Of all the incompetent idiots…
Tracy: Look, Tim’s the Road Manager; yell at him!
Paul: We’re not on the road! WHAT GOOD IS A ROAD MANAGER IF WE’RE NOT ON THE ROAD???!!!
Tracy: It’s okay, I promoted him to Cruise Director. So now you can blame him for everything.
Paul: Good, it’s about time somebody showed a little initiative around here!
(Tim, having overheard the conversation, has quietly slipped away to hide. Paul, Tracy, and Anita make their way to the main bridge where the Paulie Family driver, Ray [Gaseous] Clay is ready to set sail.)
Ray: Where to?
Paul: Australia… FULL SPEED AHEAD!!!
(Ray drops the bus/submarine into gear and hits the gas. The bus does a huge wheelie in the sand before plunging head long into the ocean. At 200 yards offshore the broken headlight begins to leak.)
Ray: We’re taking on water!
Paul: What the hell?
Ray: It’s the headlight; it’s leaking!
Paul: Well turn it off!
(At 400 yards offshore the broken windshield begins to leak. Paul turns to yell at Tracy.)
Paul: Nice throw Nolan Ryan, YOU GOT ANY IDEAS WHAT TO DO NOW???!!!
Tracy: Turn on the windshield wipers!
(At 600 yards offshore the bus disappears beneath the waves. Panic ensues.)
Paul: OH MY GOD, WE’RE SINKING!!!
Tracy: It’s a submarine, it’s supposed to sink!
Paul: IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FULL OF WATER!!!
Tracy: Y’know, my dad never did like being in a submarine when he was in the Navy.
Paul: I DON’T WANNA DIE LIKE THIS!!!
(Ray gets on the intercom to try and calm everybody down.)
Ray: Please remain calm. Remember that in the event of a water landing your seat will act as a floatation device.
Paul: WILL THE SEATS KEEP THE BUS AFLOAT???!!!
Ray: Probably not.
Paul: WELL THEN THE SEATS ARE LOUSY ACTORS!!!
Anita: Piston, if you’re still listening it appears that we’re all going to drown!
Paul: DON’T SAY THAT, WE DON’T WANT ANY BAD PUBLICITY!!!
Anita: I thought you said there’s no such thing as bad publicity.
Paul: WHY THE HELL IS IT THAT PEOPLE ONLY QUOTE ME WHEN I’M WRONG???!!!
(Anita, now only concerned with her own survival, decides to take action.)
Anita: MAY DAY, MAY DAY, THIS IS THE SNOTILUS… WE’RE…
(It suddenly occurs to Anita just how funny the name Snotilus really is and she now finds herself laughing in the face of death. Meanwhile, Paul has resumed yelling at Tracy.)
Paul: I hope you’re proud of yourself! You broke the windshield and now we’re all going to die!
Tracy: You started it by breaking the headlight with a bottle of Champagne! YOU SAID YOU QUIT DRINKING!!!
Paul: I DID QUIT DRINKING; I DIDN’T WANT TO DIE!!!
Tracy: WELL A LOT OF GOOD THAT DID, DIDN’T IT???!!!
(Suddenly, JD breaks in on the intercom.)
JD: This is the Pool Room, please turn off the water… the pool is full.
Tracy: Pull out the plug!
JD: What?
Tracy: Pull out the plug in the pool!
JD: But then all the water will run out.
Tracy: Don’t worry, it’ll be full again in a minute.
Paul: And just how in the hell is pulling the plug out of the swimming pool going to save us?
Tracy: Simple, the water will go down the drain.
Paul: We’re underwater now, the water pressure will force the water back up the drain, you idiot!
JD: Uuuuuh, the swimming pool isn’t draining. Instead there’s a huge geyser shooting water up out of the drain!
Tracy: That’s okay, the pool will catch it!
Paul: CAN THE POOL HOLD A WHOLE OCEAN???!!!
Tracy: Y’know, this negative attitude of yours is really starting to piss me off!
Paul: My negative attitude? MY NEGATIVE ATTITUDE???!!! We’re sinking and you’re trying to solve the problem by draining the swimming pool!
Ray: Actually, we’ve stopped sinking.
Paul: You mean we’re floating back up to the surface?
Ray: No, I mean we’re on the bottom of the ocean and we can’t sink any further.
Tracy: JD, open the door to the Pool Room!
JD: Uuuuuh, okay…
Paul: And what good is opening the door going to do?
Tracy: Simple, we let the water flow down the hallway, down the stairs, and drain onto the golf course.
Paul: And what do we do when the golf course gets full?
Tracy: No problem, the water hazards on the golf course all drain into the river which flows back out to the ocean.
Paul: BUT WE’RE ALREADY IN THE OCEAN!!!
Tracy: Fine…
(Tracy gets on the intercom.)
Tracy: Bridge to the Cruise Director, please report.
(Meanwhile, Tim, whose hiding place is now underwater, reluctantly answers.)
Tim: What do you want?
Tracy: Report to the Bridge, and bring a bucket.
Tim: A bucket? What for?
Tracy: To bail water, why else would you need a bucket?
Tim: Wouldn’t that be a futile effort? There’s already five feet of water in the sitting room.
Tracy: What are you doing in the sitting room?
Tim: Standing to keep my head above water.
Paul: OKAY, THIS IS ENTIRELY TOO SILLY!!! I’M LEAVING!!!
(Paul opens the door to go outside. A wall of water pushes him back in. Meanwhile, Anita has finally regained her composure.)
Anita: Piston, if you’re still listening could you please call the Coast Guard or the Navy, or somebody that actually knows what the hell their doing? Meanwhile, this is Anita Bier sending it back to the RFU studios.)
Piston: Wow folks! This has got to be the worst mess The Paulie Family has ever gotten themselves into! Can the Navy or Coast Guard really do anything to help before time and air run out on the bus? I don’t know! I guess you’ll all just have to join us here again next time for Radio Free Urine!
THE END
Credits: Tracy (Never Had A Nickname) McCall
Head Writer, Singer, Songwriter
Attorney at Log
Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon
Band Leader, Lead and Rhythm Guitars,
Script Ideas.
Tim (Has Too Many Nicknames) Gallagher
Road Manager, Cruise Director, Script Ideas.
JD (Don’t Know What The D Stands For) Sears
Paul’s Spiritual Advisor, Conga Player,
Script Ideas.
Also appearing were Anita Bier and Ray (Gaseous) Clay.
Disclaimer: The following program contains material that is guaranteed to offend somebody somewhere. Reader discretion is advised.
Theme Music: They’re not in tune with nature
They’re not in tune with Zen
We thought they finally went away
But now they’re back again
So now for all you folks out there
Who do not have a clue
Here now is Piston McCauffey
The host of RFU…
Piston: Radio Free Urine is on the air! Hello to all you folks out there in radio land, this is your old friend, Piston McCauffey, coming to you from the big building with the statue of naked people out front.
Well The Paulie Family hasn’t let up one bit during the last couple of months, and they’ve been hard at work in the recording studio working on yet another new song. Speaking of which, let’s take a look at this week’s Top 10 Pillboard Chart:
1. Octopus’s Outhouse by The Paulie Family
2. Something In The Air by Thundercrap Newman
3. It Must Have Been The Roaches by The Grateful Condemned
4. Goodbye Yellow Dick Load by Elton Schlong
5. 30 Days In The Butthole by Humble Poo
6. Let’s Wank Again Like We Did Last Summer by Stubby Pecker
7. Don’t Flush Me Down by The Dung Beetles
8. Sure As I’m Shittin’ Here by Three Log Night
9. Ream Baby (How Long Must I Ream) by Roy Orifice
10. Wide World by Fat Stevens
And that’s right folks, The Paulie Family has another number one song and let’s listen to it now…
Music: Octopus' Outhouse (Sung to the tune of Octopus' Garden by The Beatles)
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below
He'd flip us off as I shake it off
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
I'd charge my friends a token or two
Or maybe more if they had to poo
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
Our turds would float back to the boat
We rode in before it began to sink
Oh what a trip as we abandoned ship
To an octopus’ outhouse and it's stink.
We screamed and flailed and bobbed around
Because we knew that we might drown
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse down below.
We could wipe without a gripe
With the seaweed that grows so green and plush
(Grows so green and plush)
It would be slick for every guy and chic
Knowing that there's no need to flush
(There's no need to flush).
We could be so regular you and me
No Exlax to make us have to poo
I'd like to pee into the sea
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
In an octopus’ outhouse with you.
Piston: And there you have it folks, the new number one song by The Paulie Family! And what a fitting song it is because even as I speak the Paulie Family Tour Bus is on the beach in Seaside, Oregon where Paulie Family Bandleader, Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon has an announcement to make. We take you now to our on the spot reporter, Anita Bier… Come in Anita Bier…
Anita: Piston, I’m here in Seaside where the Paulie Family Tour Bus is parked along the ocean side, and Paulie Family Bandleader, Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon is here with me now to make an announcement. So Paul, what’s the story?
Paul: Well Anita, I’m happy to announce that we’re about to demonstrate our Tour Bus’ new submarine capability.
Anita: You mean the Tour Bus will actually be able to travel underwater?
Paul: That’s right, and to prove it we’re going to begin our new tour by driving the Tour Bus from Seaside, Oregon all the way to Walla Wig Wittle, Australia!
Anita: Wow, that’s amazing! Do you really think the bus will make it that far underwater?
Paul: I said we we’re going to do it, didn’t I?
Anita: Well yes, but…
Paul: I suppose you think I’m bluffing?
Anita: No, it’s just that…
Paul: You know it’s bad enough when that stupid disk jockey never believes me, but I figured that as a reporter you might be more objective!
Anita: I can assure you I am, but it just seems…
Paul: SO WHAT’S THE PROBLEM???!!!
(Anita has been working with Piston to deal with Paul’s outbursts; she quickly changes the subject.)
Anita: So do you think I could come along and document this historic journey?
Paul: Of course, there’s no such thing as bad publicity.
(Meanwhile in the background, Tracy and Tim are having an argument.)
Tim: Are you sure there’s enough gas in this thing to make it all the way to Australia?
Tracy: Of course I’m sure! Why wouldn’t I be?
Tim: Well the bus has run out of gas before.
Tracy: Okay, so I neglected to make a pit stop ONE TIME!!!
Tim: Well it seems to me that traveling underwater would reduce the gas mileage.
Tracy: Look, Paul’s going too! Do you think Paul would be going with if it wasn’t safe?
(Tracy pauses in realization that everybody in the band will probably die on this cruise.)
Tracy: Okay, let me put it another way… You’re the Road Manager, and this is a road trip!
Tim: But we won’t actually be ON THE ROAD!!!
(Tracy realizes that an executive decision is in order.)
Tracy: Okay then, you’re officially promoted to Cruise Director. NOW GET ON THE FREAKIN’ BUS!!!
Tim: Yeah, well I don’t want to be the one that winds up having to walk to the next gas station from the bottom of the Mariana Trench!
Tracy: You can always take a short cut through the Great Barrier Reef; it’s only 200 feet deep there!
(Meanwhile, the christening ceremony is about to begin. Paul has a magnum of French Champagne.)
Paul: I christen thee… The Snotilus!
(Paul whacks the bus with the bottle of Champagne, but instead of breaking the bottle he smashes a headlight.)
Tracy: Here, let me try.
(Tracy pulls a bottle of beer from his coat pocket and heaves it at the Tour Bus. Instead of the beer bottle breaking it smashes through the windshield.)
Tracy: Hold on, I still have five more!
Paul: Aw, the hell with it!
(Paul drops the bottle of Champagne in the sand where it shatters into a billion pieces.)
Paul: Whatever… let’s just go!
(Paul, Tracy, and Anita get on the bus where the rest of the band is anxiously waiting to depart.)
Anita: Well Piston, it looks like we’re ready to set sail on this fine Spring day!
(Meanwhile in the background, Paul is giving orders.)
Paul: Batten down the hatches!
Tracy: This is a bus; it doesn’t have any hatches!
Paul: Well now it’s a submarine… SO WHY AREN’T THERE ANY HATCHES???!!!
Tracy: I figured without hatches there’d be less chance of leaks.
Paul: Okay then… Weigh anchor!
Tracy: We don’t have an anchor.
Paul: You mean that after all that shopping you did to prepare for this YOU DIDN’T GET AN ANCHOR???!!!
Tracy: You dropped me off at K-Mart; they don’t sell anchors!
Paul: Of all the incompetent idiots…
Tracy: Look, Tim’s the Road Manager; yell at him!
Paul: We’re not on the road! WHAT GOOD IS A ROAD MANAGER IF WE’RE NOT ON THE ROAD???!!!
Tracy: It’s okay, I promoted him to Cruise Director. So now you can blame him for everything.
Paul: Good, it’s about time somebody showed a little initiative around here!
(Tim, having overheard the conversation, has quietly slipped away to hide. Paul, Tracy, and Anita make their way to the main bridge where the Paulie Family driver, Ray [Gaseous] Clay is ready to set sail.)
Ray: Where to?
Paul: Australia… FULL SPEED AHEAD!!!
(Ray drops the bus/submarine into gear and hits the gas. The bus does a huge wheelie in the sand before plunging head long into the ocean. At 200 yards offshore the broken headlight begins to leak.)
Ray: We’re taking on water!
Paul: What the hell?
Ray: It’s the headlight; it’s leaking!
Paul: Well turn it off!
(At 400 yards offshore the broken windshield begins to leak. Paul turns to yell at Tracy.)
Paul: Nice throw Nolan Ryan, YOU GOT ANY IDEAS WHAT TO DO NOW???!!!
Tracy: Turn on the windshield wipers!
(At 600 yards offshore the bus disappears beneath the waves. Panic ensues.)
Paul: OH MY GOD, WE’RE SINKING!!!
Tracy: It’s a submarine, it’s supposed to sink!
Paul: IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FULL OF WATER!!!
Tracy: Y’know, my dad never did like being in a submarine when he was in the Navy.
Paul: I DON’T WANNA DIE LIKE THIS!!!
(Ray gets on the intercom to try and calm everybody down.)
Ray: Please remain calm. Remember that in the event of a water landing your seat will act as a floatation device.
Paul: WILL THE SEATS KEEP THE BUS AFLOAT???!!!
Ray: Probably not.
Paul: WELL THEN THE SEATS ARE LOUSY ACTORS!!!
Anita: Piston, if you’re still listening it appears that we’re all going to drown!
Paul: DON’T SAY THAT, WE DON’T WANT ANY BAD PUBLICITY!!!
Anita: I thought you said there’s no such thing as bad publicity.
Paul: WHY THE HELL IS IT THAT PEOPLE ONLY QUOTE ME WHEN I’M WRONG???!!!
(Anita, now only concerned with her own survival, decides to take action.)
Anita: MAY DAY, MAY DAY, THIS IS THE SNOTILUS… WE’RE…
(It suddenly occurs to Anita just how funny the name Snotilus really is and she now finds herself laughing in the face of death. Meanwhile, Paul has resumed yelling at Tracy.)
Paul: I hope you’re proud of yourself! You broke the windshield and now we’re all going to die!
Tracy: You started it by breaking the headlight with a bottle of Champagne! YOU SAID YOU QUIT DRINKING!!!
Paul: I DID QUIT DRINKING; I DIDN’T WANT TO DIE!!!
Tracy: WELL A LOT OF GOOD THAT DID, DIDN’T IT???!!!
(Suddenly, JD breaks in on the intercom.)
JD: This is the Pool Room, please turn off the water… the pool is full.
Tracy: Pull out the plug!
JD: What?
Tracy: Pull out the plug in the pool!
JD: But then all the water will run out.
Tracy: Don’t worry, it’ll be full again in a minute.
Paul: And just how in the hell is pulling the plug out of the swimming pool going to save us?
Tracy: Simple, the water will go down the drain.
Paul: We’re underwater now, the water pressure will force the water back up the drain, you idiot!
JD: Uuuuuh, the swimming pool isn’t draining. Instead there’s a huge geyser shooting water up out of the drain!
Tracy: That’s okay, the pool will catch it!
Paul: CAN THE POOL HOLD A WHOLE OCEAN???!!!
Tracy: Y’know, this negative attitude of yours is really starting to piss me off!
Paul: My negative attitude? MY NEGATIVE ATTITUDE???!!! We’re sinking and you’re trying to solve the problem by draining the swimming pool!
Ray: Actually, we’ve stopped sinking.
Paul: You mean we’re floating back up to the surface?
Ray: No, I mean we’re on the bottom of the ocean and we can’t sink any further.
Tracy: JD, open the door to the Pool Room!
JD: Uuuuuh, okay…
Paul: And what good is opening the door going to do?
Tracy: Simple, we let the water flow down the hallway, down the stairs, and drain onto the golf course.
Paul: And what do we do when the golf course gets full?
Tracy: No problem, the water hazards on the golf course all drain into the river which flows back out to the ocean.
Paul: BUT WE’RE ALREADY IN THE OCEAN!!!
Tracy: Fine…
(Tracy gets on the intercom.)
Tracy: Bridge to the Cruise Director, please report.
(Meanwhile, Tim, whose hiding place is now underwater, reluctantly answers.)
Tim: What do you want?
Tracy: Report to the Bridge, and bring a bucket.
Tim: A bucket? What for?
Tracy: To bail water, why else would you need a bucket?
Tim: Wouldn’t that be a futile effort? There’s already five feet of water in the sitting room.
Tracy: What are you doing in the sitting room?
Tim: Standing to keep my head above water.
Paul: OKAY, THIS IS ENTIRELY TOO SILLY!!! I’M LEAVING!!!
(Paul opens the door to go outside. A wall of water pushes him back in. Meanwhile, Anita has finally regained her composure.)
Anita: Piston, if you’re still listening could you please call the Coast Guard or the Navy, or somebody that actually knows what the hell their doing? Meanwhile, this is Anita Bier sending it back to the RFU studios.)
Piston: Wow folks! This has got to be the worst mess The Paulie Family has ever gotten themselves into! Can the Navy or Coast Guard really do anything to help before time and air run out on the bus? I don’t know! I guess you’ll all just have to join us here again next time for Radio Free Urine!
THE END
Credits: Tracy (Never Had A Nickname) McCall
Head Writer, Singer, Songwriter
Attorney at Log
Paul (Refuses To Have A Nickname) Zimmon
Band Leader, Lead and Rhythm Guitars,
Script Ideas.
Tim (Has Too Many Nicknames) Gallagher
Road Manager, Cruise Director, Script Ideas.
JD (Don’t Know What The D Stands For) Sears
Paul’s Spiritual Advisor, Conga Player,
Script Ideas.
Also appearing were Anita Bier and Ray (Gaseous) Clay.
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