Hot as a Saturday night special, but still needs tweaking. My drivers in my town are stupid.

So finally got off the air here, Livestream did perform purtty well, and except for act 2 of last nites venture into the unknown, all was good. After I got over my mad with Beaver Dick, and all, caught some cereal, that soon went through me like urine through a tinhorn, tried to snag a nap, going to try that again in a few. So with that ventured out to pay bills. So went to Wells Fargo, that went well, then to AllWest's office here, gave up $200.00 then off to Pilot for Skoal, then to Smith's to get the Money order for my rent. Chatted with the store manager and worked out an arrangement for my maple bars, and will snag those later this evening, after it cools down. So as I pulled into Smith's caught the whiff of sour corn chips. The odor was coming from a newer year model Suburban, with while not fugdugly still big and really smelley. Now anyone who knows me fairly well knows that if you want to get my undivided attention, have a sorta to very hottie in nylons and you could sell me a new thingamajig. With the Smith's task, off to Verizon, to pay the phone bill. As I walked in there were two knock out gorgeoiso honeys in there. One's name is Kaylee. Not the normal blonde bombshell that usually gets me panting like a thirsty wolf, but a bownette in there whose jeans were so tight, I'll bet you your next service that if she farted she'd rip those jeans. But oo was she fantazmio is she. So getting out of there discovered all the way in town and exiting that my do we have really stupid and nearly asleep at the wheel, drivers. Today it was about 1/4 Utards and the rest locals, that really should not be at the wheel, much worse on the streets and roads. Seems any more people get in their ride of choice, turn on ignition and turn off their brains. Improper lane changes, too slow in higher velocity areas, too fast in slower areas. Stopping where there is no stop sign. 
See you on air later tonite, into early morning.
TTYLY