Comments: Break for arthritic pigs in SoCal......break for Hammy Sammy. We received a request to confirm all check-ins to WARFA via Hammy_Sammy@PigRadio.com. Please comply with this request. WARFA et al; please direct all inquiries regarding gay ham radio slampigs to our subhuman resources department: Hammy_Sammy@PigSex.com https://youtu.be/iKvOuF9lms0
Comments: I need a ride to the Weed store, perferably in an empty 18 wheeler or Steve's Scissor Lift he left when the cops busted him driving on the street with a beer, i can make aboot 19 runs with that thing a day. This place is cool, but you know there are only white folk and Sasquatch up there! and i think the white folk do some funny stuff man! (ffwd to 2:00) don't miss the squatch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6v1YYU73Wv0
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Comments: So we never did found out why the creepy guy on Kinzie street used to have the children's daycare sign out in front of the house.
Comments: PLEASE ADDRESS DPR AS CHUM CAUSE THATS WHAT THAT SICK FAGGOT IS CHUM https://youtu.be/TlMDfZQsDUc
Comments: Brokeback Ed will knock out ZKZ, or anyone that steps to him, GUARANTEED!
Comments: So the best show in months went down on the late evening/early morning of 5/28 and 5/29 respectively. At the most critical times when Chris demonstrates collusion with Private Prostate during that evening, the Broadcastify archives have been deleted. 10PM-1015PM is missing along with the most critical and also best part of the show from 11PM to 11:45PM. What is the coincidence of that? Just one more of many other coincidences that evening that seem to infer that James did in fact catch his tormentor. If that wasn't enough, the 48 hour period of denial over the holiday weekend with Chris and Captain Obvious crying non-stop with Stewart flowing like the Kern river from their mouths - dawn 'till dusk - only goes to prove things went down as we suspected. Too bad the archives were altered just like the Pragers and Roger used to do on 435 when things didn't go their way. Perhaps someone else has a copy that will come to light. Comments:
Comments: It sure looks like ole SpongeBoob is enjoying the rear entry on that blue monkey sitting on his lap.
Comments: Hey guys, James here, I thought I "owed" it you guys to give you an update on my weekend in Kern county. I had a great trip, a few friends and I were out looking for DB coopers stolen money on a secret tip that it washed down into the Kern river. Well it was a warm day and DB Coopers stolen money doesn't just find itself, so I thought I would cool down with a nice cold can of cheap beer, one thing led to another and by the time you know it I was 10 beers in. I turn to my left, and low and behold in the cool dim evening light it was a sasquatch. It was wearing dirty human type slip on shoes with holes in them, out of the holes were dark green and yellow fungus covered twisted long toenails connected to what looked like infected human toes covered in hair. I know this doesn't sound realistic but I SWEAR it had an HT in his hand but what would a sasquatch be doing with an HT, yet I digress. I wasn't going to stay there and find out what it wanted so I hopped in the trusty rental car (Prius) and got the hell out of there. As soon as I thought I lost him his lady sasquatch jumps in the middle of the road and lets out a HORRIFIC yell, I jerk the wheel to the left and rolled the prius into the Kern! Fuck! Those crappy prius batteries caught fire in the water and all my belongings, ID, Radios and porno mags were burned up in that heap of flaming steel, can you believe that? Well the fire scared away the majestic beasts and before you know it there was a search and rescue helo shining its light on me. It throws me a tow line and helps me out of the cold river water and in the process I got a fishing hook stuck in my foot. Fuck! Deputies were waiting on the banks and I tell them the story about the sasquatch and the rental car, and they didn't fucking believe me, can you believe that? So I tell them they are full of fucking shit and they should lay off the drugs from the evidence locker because it is affecting their judgement, well then they make me take a breath-a-lyzer and I blew a .23, FUCK! I proceed to say that the evidence locker thing was just a joke but they book me anyway. Fucks. Well after a warm jail shower and a couple of tetanus shots there I am in the Kern County jail sitting in a holding cell for DUI and god knows what else. Some of you might have heard about this on 450. After some serious questioning one of the deputies who was overweight and had a CHP type mustache asked me "Boy what the hell are you doing up here, do you even know anyone out here city-boy?" I replied, "Well I think I know this guy named Ed Gordon, I think he's in Kern Co." The deputies face turned pale white and he lept out of his chair and through the door in a flash. A few minutes later he came back wearing an angry look on his face, he undid my Pearless TM handcuffs and marched me to his patrol car. He drove me in silence all the way back to the hotsprings where my camp was. When we arrived, he said stearnly, "Now you tell that FUCKIN' Brokeback Ed Gordon to keep his mouth shut about what we do up here on the weekend you fuckin' twink white boy!" I had no idea what he meant or why he just let me go but I was glad to be out of that jam. So I open the cooler, the ice was still frozen, and grab another cold beer to celebrate my mighty wonderful fortune, breakfast beer! Luckily my cell phone was in my tent still so I made some calls to get a ride out of that crazy place. I said goodbye to sasquatch and his wife where ever he was in that wild forrest and I left him a few beers, a feng' battery, a bag of lays potato chips and a half eaten ham sandwhich with pickles. I hate pickles The rental company was PISSED as shit, but luckily I was expecting some sort of issues so I got the full insurance package, best extra $22 a day I ever spent. I got home and I unchained Kel from the drain in the kitchen so we could sit and watch some Tv together. It was good to be home safe/sound. The strangest part of the whole weekend was this, while I was at the cheif's desk in the jail I asked him for a cup of coffee and told him I know what's going on here, I've seen the Rockford Files and that he couldn't fool me into a confession. When he went to go get my coffee I glanced at a folder on his desk with a red TOP SECRET:EYES ONLY stamp diagonally across the cover. My curiosity was peaked but I couldn't get my hands in front of me to open the folder due to the thumb cuffs, the name of the folder read as follows across the tab on the top...... (Hoffman, S.A. Suspected C.I.A. Double Agent) I'm sure you all had a great holiday, hope no one wasted it on radio all day and night obsessing about meaningless things. I'll talk to you rascals soon after I rest up.
Comments: I'm not really dead. I just can't stand my son Steve. He's a 69 year old loser. I'm living the life I deserve here in Hawaii.
Comments: “If i could climb into your truck perry Id kick your ass “n6zkz https://imgur.com/rLwbRwo
Comments: LADIES, FISH AND LIDS! We have observed some possibly inconsiderate operation on the renegade repeaters in the L.A. area. Folks are transmitting way to close to the party just before them. You need to leave some space between in case there is an emergency like the Titanic hitting an iceberg or terrorists waterjacking (heeeee he) the QE II. You should also stop and think about the words about to come out of your dirty, hairy, stinky, little mouths. We would suggest you check in and become a full time member of the WIN system, they will teach you how to operate properly. Please do not over-modulate when you are yelling something about sucking something, Jack. Keep 75 feet back from the mic please. We would also suggest that you get a FCC Part 97 Manual and we would like you to study that mother fuckah! we are sorry about this, but tailgating is one thing we cannot tolerate. Now go out and show us how technical excellence and one thousand four hundred watts pays off. 88s and 69s, Riley H. cc. JEDI Knights Darin, Perry and the very skilled trainee James "skywalker" S. ps. Please forward this to Steve's new buddy via the normal secret, government take it in the back channels. pps. gotta go, i'm mobile, my wife is having another persistent genital arousal disorder episode, yeeeeeee hah! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=364pXTYeFzY
Comments: Chris, Please do not post my name or email address. Thanks. One more thing--can you believe that CS James actually doesn't mind being called that? I heard him the first night night he was on. It was a Friday night and in April 2020. Psychopath came to mind then and I'm surprised no one else sees it. He has no feelings. He pretends, but he really doesn't. Just a word of warning. He takes superficiality to a new level--dare I say he surpasses Kamela? Have a good rest of Memorial Day evening.
Comments: I have been listening for 14 years since my husband passed away. You guys not only filled a void, you distracted me and got me to laugh. I know everyone better than CS James, and even recognized Bregal's voice today. I have put up with Stupied Steve's schizophrenia boomer edition, but today I was brought to a new level of anger at that that spoiled brat Jack's words--F the Veterans??? Really dude? That is absolutely intolerable! Of all the mental illness comedy/insanity I have heard these past years I cannot forget or forgive what I heard today. A big apology from that infant narcissist would make my day. Sincerely, E Green
Comments: Great news boys and bots, Steve-arino's new good buddy has volunteered to come over and "lick the spoon", so now the money i save on Kleenex can be used to upgrade my boyfang uv5r or buy a brick amp and maybe get some Mexicans to fix this frakin lawn. its just a burner spot by the projects, but the VHF propagation is off the hook. Darin lives there and i think his farts create sporadic-E ducting. time to get back to the solar winds project you american infidels! No, we aint generating no fuckin electrons you LIDS. we are stealing BitCoins. see ya on the Wireshark.....GO DEEP!
Comments: Audio of James IOI bragging that he supposedly found KK6FU (he didn't) https://mega.nz/folder/jxBkkBSB#-58VS5c4PV-kDxDoYNl8eQ
Comments: Steve's fake break-up with Chris's CB pal the fake KK6FU was coordinated by the puppet master.
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Comments: 'When the chaps visited Planet Nasty once, Mr. Bad said, "Come in here boys, have a cigar, now you're big stars". The chaps were baffled. They were ancient beings, not boys, they did not smoke Havanas and they understood the size of the heavens. 'What you need,' browbeat Mr. Bad, 'is another one like that fluffy thing. What was that one called?' 'But', our heroes were sad, 'we did that one.' And so they drifted away to another island...' After feasting on 'Meat and Veg', they were full of tummy. ' "More Gills Less Fishcakes" next time,' the good doctor ordered, congratulating chef on some magnificent cuisine. Meantime, back in their spanking new Studio With No Name the mixer machines were ignited, the tape machines reversed, ' "We're Pastie To Grill You", Mr. Kristian,' Fil muttered in 'Ullspeak. 'Err nerr, I 'ope they don't serve "Bang'er 'N Chips" again, they've got to be jerkin'. I'm off erm, it's doin' me eddin.' One day the chaps rendezvoused with their Sun Electric allies MaxundDom. 'Aller Ist Schoen' exclaimed Maxund Dom whilst playing their organ. 'This one's for "His Immortal Logness" '. Fil looked confused. 'I've only just realized you're not Pearls like the Perp. And they're not mushrooms, they're turd stools.' 'Check this for the packaging,' Mr. Shark excitingly exclaimed. 'This etching is taken from a plate used for an advertisement from a 9th century trade journal "wotgnostic" called a libratron. It is a hydrophonic harmonic equalizer with deep fat frier capabilities and mythical pet attachments as standard. Look, Plates, delivery and shark extra. We shall pass this to Roland de Baudrate our sleeve designer immediately.' https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vBDSV9GlA0 |
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