April 26th, 2005
|01:08 pm - A radio station... called FRANK?!|
Am I out of Reba? Do I need any more Reba?!
Or any Wynonna?!
I'm thinking "Frank" is the balding, bolo-tie-wearing uncle to "Alice;" the one with the chaw addiction and plastic cowboy hat.
Alice is in the house. Alice is on your radio. Your radio is in your house. Your house is in the house.
|Date:||April 26th, 2005 05:35 pm (UTC)|| |
All the radio stations shifting to that format (which is basicaly turning your entire music library into an iTunes set to "shuffle") are named like that. Do a google search on "radio Bob Jack" and that should clue you.
This is actually in response to another post on the subject
and I was gonna write out the whole Turn Your Crank To Frank skit but realized I didn't remember it all and I didn't want to just cut and paste from someone else's repository, so...
LOVE THAT FRANK!
|Date:||April 27th, 2005 03:08 pm (UTC)|| |
*off_coloratura turns her crank to FRANK*
I was just talking about this bit last week when 104.1 changed to the Jack format last week.
Dr. Forester: Bad news, Mike. Our theme song tested rather poorly and, well, I'm a big time executive and I made a snap decision. We're going to start our own radio station and we're going to name it Frank!
Frank: A radio station... called FRANK?
Dr. Forester: That's right. So come on! Turn your crank to Frank!
Frank: Less talk...
Dr. Forester: And more new country...
Dr. Forester: Billy Ray Cyrus...
Frank: Love that Frank!
Frank visits me once a month. Yeah, I hate that Frank.