Here’s another one for the radio

Wait. Did I just quote McFly? Crap. Uh.

All we hear is radio gaga

Better.

So, me and Ed have a radio show. It’s nothing serious. Good heavens, no, quite the reverse, in fact. We giggle, lots. Ed disparages me while I’m out of the room. We call it a Sorry Excuse, but really, it’s no excuse. If you got us alone and pointed at us a microphone for an hour, occasionally shutting us up to play music, you’d be hard pressed to tell the difference.