Fallout (Crank 3)
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early on a holiday, what’s wrong
with you, anyway? The turducken
can wait for an hour or two. Go
back to bed, say hi to your wife,
and get a little for me.” Okay,
that was a wee bit crude, but that’s
the name of the morning show
game: Crude. Rude. Ear-catching
entertainment. Rick the Brick
Denio ain’t got a thing on me.
I’M MOST OF THE WAY
Through my shift when the studio
telephone rings. “You got the X.”
Is this Hunter Haskins? The husky
voice is somehow familiar.
“Uh, yes it is. And who am I speaking
with?” I have almost placed her
when she says, You remember
me, right? You gave me those Dave
Cook tickets. It was a really great
show, you know. So thank you.
Oh, yeah. Red. Actually, Leah.
“No problem. Glad you liked it.”
I was just wondering if you’re on
mornings now or what. Cuz I think
you’re really good. And I was also
wondering when I can see you again.
Despite everything with Nikki
this morning, Leah’s breathy
innuendo holds immense appeal.