Tequila Shots For The Radio: Volume 8

Tequila Shots For The Radio: Volume 8

(Sorry it took me this fricken long to make the file smaller then upload it somewhere.)

My eighth show is available for download here. My musical theme was "80's Dance Party." Once again I didn't prepare for the talking portion of the show AT ALL because I suck and not in a good way. Well, not just in the good way. So at 9:55 p.m. I stole a meme from Nicole's site and used it to prompt myself. With that I think Tequila Shots For The Radio has reached new lows, but people seemed to dig it. Incidentally, my new friend Nicole has a boyfriend named Eric, which is also Nicky's husband's name. Creepy! But the important question is, do either of THEM have another friend named Riss with a husband named Geo?

Highlights:

-Based on the fact that Disney has terminated its partnership with McDonald's because it doesn't want to support childhood obesity, I have a profound idea for combating the problem: Parents, stop taking your obese kids to McDonald's. Once in awhile as a treat is fine. Every other day is not fine. It's funny though that as McDonald's is introducing salads and trying to make its image healthier, Burger King is having commercials imploring guys to "Stop eating chick food." HAHAHAHAHAHA! Holy crap that is funny as all hell.

-Dean posted up a site in the chat room called The Brick Testament that I instantly fell in love with. It's a site with biblical scenes comprised of legos. The Sodom and Gomorrah one made me weep with laughter.

-My first prom date was with my ex, who was the son of a Baptist minister. His parents caught us getting a bit frisky once. Which led to an hour-and-a-half long lecture in the middle of his family barbeque, in front of his entire family and extended relatives mind you. Naturally the chat room was going nuts with things like "Did you mount his cross?" and "Did he spray you with his holy water" after this story. Blasphemers. Okay that last one was me. Oh and of course there was Kwame with his "Riss boned the minister's son!!!" No I did not, in fact, bone the minister's son.

-My first body piercing was my nose, back in 1995. I was dating Tony at the time and he came with me to the parlor. The piercing guy busted out the needle which was like half a foot long and thick as hell. It looked like after he was going to jam that shit through my nose, he was going to go knit a sweater. My roommate Faby went first and all was well. When he did mine however, he pierced a blood vessel or whatever and a crapload of blood came gushing down my face. Tony, in all his 6-4 manly man glory started swaying and almost passed out at the sight. So I stood there with blood everywhere going "Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?"

-My first boyfriend was a cute little Filipino boy in my first grade class named Eddie. He used to hold my hand at recess, until one day this third grader came by and took him. That little slut. I bet you that right now, somewhere in this world, that thief is now a 32-year-old woman being jizzed on by 10 different men simultaneously.

And more of the usual. Once again, the chat room is filled with evil, evil people.