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Hey.. for what it's worth.. You are missed in the state of Maine. Mike's good - Buzz.. and even Sherry (back in the day)... Rob-bay has paid his dues... But you brought it all together. I've never laughed so much in my car... All I can say is that I hope you come back some day... So Bye for now... Bicycle... Biology.. Bisexual.. ... You and the parts of you that you allowed us to hear... are missed.
I took off work today to listen to your last show. I'm listening to you wrap it up now. I'm glad I'm alone because I'm crying. Thank you for your service and don't worry about the club! --Scott in SoCal.
Again tonight, I hear Brian Whitman and Frank Caliendo are the best impersonators in broadcast. Even as a native Californian, I have to tip my hat to Mike. Whitman has Blow-Me-Tom down pat but I'm pretty sure Brian is gay. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Yet, Gay, Gay, Gay. Mike is not only heterosexual and bangin' a chick (not a beard, btw) that was born decades before him: But he is genuinely more talented than the over-hyped, frosty-sucking, likable queer known in LA radio as Brian Whitman. Having a wonderful time, wish you were here.
Hey Baby! I was addicted to your show for a long while. In fact, I won tickets to one of your first radio appearances in Reno (arranged by Diana, your old producer). In fact, my hubby and I were later used on that same live appearance. We had a blast although you successful embarrassed my husband lol. He still grumbles about it when I bring it up. You are the radio God... All Hail! BTW, the Charlie gets a picture phone still cracks me up... Say Hi to Mike, Robbay, Buzz, and Bart (Hey Ken Stevens, don't be so tight give my dad more money!) You are the best thing on the radio...
its because your 15th place Arbitron rated show is great. Thats why you and Mike are called Radio gods.... Man I feel like Im giving you a MySpace hand job by saying all this shit.
