Here's the link: listen, beginning around 6: 30.
As I have mentioned here too many times, I have tried hard to listen to this his-and-her pedantic audio bludgeon but it was so bad it literally induced me to sleep to a point where a Janet Reno wet dream was more compelling. Typical shit SF FM radio minutiae personified.
Ironically, a tipster who roams the halls of the CBS TV/Radio studio outpost at 855 Battery said the gruesome twosome were feuding. The zaftig one, who looks as if she swallowed half of El Capitan steals quite a bit more cash than her doofus partner, some Neanderthal dimwit, "Vinnie", straight out of the tourist portion of a Vegas IHop. Frankly, I don't give a rat's ass about either of 'em and even if I did I'd begin puking out the pig vomit both of them and their wussy interns spew forth. Thank God for Satellite radio.
And another thing, yenta #1 and you're pimply-faced "staff", if you going to play rough footsy with me and rip, at least have the balls and vagina to come at me directly --as if "that blogger" gave you any satisfaction and that your boss had to call you into the office to see what was going on. Dummies.
I called you out and the story about your internal bitching is good. If you want to play hard ball then you might want to do a better background check on some of your past human anal warts who provided me the goods. Other than that, have a nice day and get your toilet fixed-- there's a lot of leaks in it. Not than it really matters.
Furthermore when you get a show that's a quarter listenable without the half-baked bleeps and fake and manufactured sexual dog shit, I'll try to stomach myself to give you guys a second chance. On second thought, go back to the hotel and gorge on a box of Cheetos. I have things to do. Have a nice day.
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