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...
Reese Witherspoon has officially lost her damn mind, and this excuse is like something straight out of the Lindsay Lohan playbook.
• Reese Witherspoon has lost her mind, and her baby boy Tennessee is to blame
• She said, "Ever since I had the baby, I can't remember anything. Serious, this child stole my brain...I'm losing friendships over forgetting to get back to people"
• Witherspoon added keeping track of her three kids is "like CNN ticker tape running through my mind at all times..."
Full story here.