It is mid-January 1972, and you are a radio disc jockey in a big American city. It is 9:25 on a Saturday night.
You have to pee very-very-very-very-very bad, you need a beer, plus you're hungry for a quality cheeseburger and salty french fries. After which you need to pee again very-very-very BADLY.
For 700 trillion (pretend) dollars and the title "one smart SOB" what would you do to solve you needs..???
You have to pee very-very-very-very-very bad, you need a beer, plus you're hungry for a quality cheeseburger and salty french fries. After which you need to pee again very-very-very BADLY.
For 700 trillion (pretend) dollars and the title "one smart SOB" what would you do to solve you needs..???
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