I yap about stuff from 9 AM - 1 PM. I especially like to yap with YOU. So you should call up and yap with me. 414-799-1973.
... and I promise not to overuse the word "yap" when you call.
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I decided to get into radio when I was 16. It all started out when I was working at McDonald's and discovered I could hit on girls over the drive-through speaker.
... I was fired shortly after I made that discovery.
I call Greenfield home, so if you ever hear me make a wise crack about your area, know that it’s either
1.) in jest, and/or
2.) completely true.
But all joking aside, Milwaukee rocks!
You'll probably run into me taking my dog "Stoli" (and yes... he's named after the vodka) wasting away afternoons near Bradford Beach, and it's ok if you pet him... he won't bite.
Me on the other hand...
This guy is so totally busted. He thought he could get away with not giving one tiny spoonful of mint chocolate chip ice cream to his girlfriend at a basketball game, but now everybody knows it, thanks to a hilarious play-by-play by Isaiah Thomas and C-Webb.
The worst part is probably the way he isn’t teasing at all. He seriously does not want to part with even one measly teaspoon of his massive waffle cone of ice cream. This is like the opposite of the Kiss Cam. Shaking our heads right now.