I know this is a pointless post, but I cannot get the pure, unadulterated fecal matter spewed forth from the radio out of my head. It all started when the power was out and the only thing I could do was listen to the radio. Then, to my horror, the only thing that I could tune a signal to was.... MIke Savage. It was horrible, worse than listening to Fallwell. Do doctors have some sort of drug to help me cope with this unbearable mental scarring.
