Chickster's Nest with Una Moon and t-shirt poem

You're listening to Skid Row Studios. You're listening to Skid Row Studios. You're listening to Skid Row Studios. Skid Row Studios. We're listening to Skid Row Studios. I'm not doing it with you. Please do it with me. Fuck that. Will you please have sex with me? At Skid Row Studios? At Skid Row Studios. Maybe. Okay. You're listening to Skid Row Studios.com. This is Keith Coogan. Tune into the call sheet Saturday nights, 8 to 9 p.m. And I promise to sound like I'm always on Queen Ludes. I promise. I promise. I promise. I promise. fucking watch, Kichda. Listen, I really tried. I put $5 into a vending dispenser, and all I got was gumballs. I'm telling you, kid, it's fixed. The watch is glued to the glass jar. Speaking of gumballs, ladies and gentlemen, it takes real balls, I want you to know, to get up here. You know, really big balls. I happen to shop at Walmart, but that's besides the point. Hello to all menstrual cyclists, all walks of life, and runners of mankind. It's 11 a.m., and you're listening to Chickster's Nest. Hello, my audience. Just put your ears to the speaker and save me some wax. Let me in here. I assure you, F-U-X. Wait, that spells fucks. Oh, I'm sorry, that's a Freudian slur. Hey, excuse me. I assure you, ladies and gentlemen, that Chickster will not lay an egg, crack an egg, throw an egg, or lay a hen. No joke, you yokies. Chickster might be crazy, but he's not insane. He's not nuts or loony or insane in the membrane like they say. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm crazy. No, I'm not. I'm sane. I'm crazy. I can't take this. I can't take anything anymore. Maybe I'm senile. Maybe it's my penile shaft. I don't get it. I don't get it. He's insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. Shut up, Chickster. I'm talking to myself. I'm getting answers. I'm going crazy, I'm telling you. I tell you, I tell you, the white coats are coming. The white coats are coming. I see them. They're coming. They're coming. They're coming. Oh, I don't know what's going on. I don't know what's going on here. I don't know what's going on here. This is crazy, man. Really insane. I don't get it. I can't figure it out. Maybe I do need a fizzrin. I need some help. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm hearing voices. Oh, boy, I can't look into the closet. I have a fear of that, too. Shut the closet. Shut the closet. Look what just came out of the closet. A lunatic. A lunatic. This lady's crazy, ladies and gentlemen. I want you to know that. I am not imagining this. I feel like I'm in Twilight Zone. My head is spinning. I gotta relax. Hey, wait a second. Please stop that. I went to JCPenney. I just bought the best suit they have. Oh, every time you ruin my suits, what's going on with you? Don't you... What do you come up here for and throw up? I'm a zombie. Why can't you switch to soda? I don't understand you, pal. Just don't get it. This suit means a lot to me. You ruined it. Yeah, what do you want, a coconut? Get down from that tree. Will you get down from that tree already? Who do you think you are? I'm insane in the membrane. I know it. I know it. I'm crazy. Oh, hello. Well, you came down from a tree too, you monkey. Want to spank the monkey? Oh, you don't, huh? Okay. What's the matter? You've seen bigger cheetahs than this down here? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's really funny. I tell you, really funny. Listen, why don't you try to... Oh, God. I tell you, I don't know what I... I can't see anymore. I'm getting a headache. I just don't get it. My glasses! My glasses! Oh, I can't. I'm sorry, folks. I'm having trouble seeing you. I can't wear... Hello out there. Hello, hello, hello. Hello? Oh, I think I got to get one of those canes with the red tip. Anyway, ladies and gentlemen, you're listening to Skid Row Studios, and I'm the Chickster. Skid Row Studios! Skid Row Studios! Hello, ladies and gentilia, airheads, dickheads, fur faces of mankind, you bunch of merchants. Hello to the Detroit Penis Envy Club, the Chinatown San Francisco Choke the Chicken Club, the West Virginia Cherry Brokers Society, the Palm Springs Shameless Pussy Club, the Waco, Texas Bates Masters Club, the Seattle Pugent Sound, and... Throw-Up Club. Hello, freaks and pencil neck geeks. Hello to all Harley mustache riders. And again, the penal cyclists riding Kentucky. The Spanky Yankee Club in Brooklyn, New York. Hello to the good, the bad, and the... My hand hurts. And the... Ow! Plain fucking ugly. Hello to the Tijuana back-ass, jack-ass zebra, and... And... Gina Club. And the Ensalada Free... Free Holy Club. And the Guacamole Club. What about the Reseda Hairline Club? The Las Vegas Crooked Dice and Penis Club. The Houston, Texas Frito-Lay Snatch and Dip Club with clamps on your... Peenie. Hello to the Cleveland Crooked Dice Club. And, uh... I tell you, you heard about the man, he wore a straight jacket. Yeah, he's crazy, man. He's crazy. He goes into a clothing store, and he comes out with two pairs, and they say the Chickster's half-nuts, because they nicknamed me Peanut Butter. Oh. Anyway, welcome, everybody. I'm sorry if I'm frustrated. I am frustrated! I'm insane in the membrane! But welcome, everybody. It's Happy Saturday to everybody. Hello, Una Moon! Hello, Chickster. Hi, Una. Una by the light of the silvery moon-a. She's not a buffoon-a. She's not a loon-a. She's not a loon-a. She's not a loon-a. How are you doing? Oh, I'm great, Chickster. How are you? I feel fantastic. I had an enema last night, and I feel stimulated. I'm cleaned out. Hey, that's nice hair. Oh, thanks, Chickster. No, I like that hairdo. Where'd you go, to a poodle shop? No, just a little bit of gel. That's all. Just a little bit of gel does all that? It looks like wax to me. You sure it's not the earwax that the fans are giving me? I'm sure. Okay. That's Una Moon, ladies and gentlemen. A man. A man with a moderately sized shaft was drinking too much draft as he left the bar and took two Siamese twins to his car and scratched his head and took home to his bed two unusual heads. And instead of kissing his wife, he pulled out his erection and pointed it in the right direction as the girls sandwiched him in the middle. And his penis started to shiver and wiggle. And he saw his wife wake up and scream. I'm having an awful dream, she said. And then from afar, she started to open up this glass jar. She tried to open up this glass jar. Jar. Jar. Jar. The peanut man, the ice cream man Shot their wares like nobody can Like nobody can except one man Very funny old Frank for a man Pickle in the middle and the mustard on top Just the way you like it and they're all red hot Taste a little hot dog toasted right With a pork as tender as it's bite Everybody's happy and the laughter runs high Till the sun gets pickled in the south-out sky What's a little raindrop when you've got Pickle in the middle sizzling off the griddle Pickle in the middle and the mustard on top © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 © BF-WATCH TV 2021 Evil lurks. I'm just kidding. She'll kill me if I make fun of her hair. You know that already. Anyway, you're listening here to the Chickster. And, oh, wait a second. It's time. It's time right now. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. The news is coming. Hello to all carpet and pod beaters. Welcome all my friends and all my enemies. Welcome America, except for a small group of a bunch of pussies. Good morning, grannies, dildo wavers. Hello, everybody. This is up to the minute last second news, and I'm your correspondent, Gloucesterphobia, bringing it all to you. From the great metropolis to Los Angeles. A city that doesn't sleep. And Charlie Chaplin never even made a peep. And the Hollywood sign is an honor to keep. And I wish to hell Hollywood would speak. And in the ring, Muhammad Ali didn't even weep. And I'm telling you folks, Meryl Streep's salary is way too steep. Will you shut up? I said shut the fuck. I'm sorry, folks. I said have the luck fuck. I don't know what I'm saying anymore. I said on the freeways, the traffic creeps and the angel. You got it, Charlie. The angel knows beep. Bunch of honkies. Lightning in the pants and a kick in the ass and a flash rod up your butt. This is the news, ladies and gentlemen. Boise, Idaho. Something went wrong in jet crash, experts say. Chicago, Illinois. Police begin campaign to run down jaywalkers. Yonkers, New York, safety experts say school bus passengers should be belted. Chattanooga, Tennessee. Drunk gets nine months in violin case. Jersey City, survivor of Siamese twins joins parents. Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Farmer Bill dies in house. Iraq. Head seeks arms. Again, I'm telling you again, the British left waffles on Falcon Islands. Teacher strikes idle kids in Missouri and Illinois. Squad helps dog bite victim. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Drexel Hill, Philadelphia. Engaged cow injures farmer with axe. Plane too close to ground, crash probe told. Black Hills, South Dakota. Miners refuse to work after death. Juvenile court is trying to shoot the defendant in Tempe, Arizona. And two Soviet ships collide. One dies. War dims hopes for peace in Afghanistan. Ladies and gentlemen, that's the way it is. And what if it ain't? This is claustrophobia with up to the minute last second news signing off. Now back to the chickster. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane, okay? Okay, does anybody understand me? Hiya, kids. Hiya, boys and girls. Chickster, I just want to explain. You are insane in the membrane. Shut up, fat ass. I mean, I can't help it, folks. Oh, God, I don't know what I'm gonna do. I took Fisbrin. I took Aspirin. I think I'm gonna go to one of those cracker houses or something. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I need something. You know, I tell you that oat bran doesn't do it anymore for me. I'm getting old. I'm getting senile. What am I gonna do? Pretty soon, I'll have to put on dark shades and not look at people and just walk with a cane. I don't know. Cassaba? Cassaba, are you here? Ahhhh! Yes, I am. I'm Chickster. You know who I am. Yes, you're Cassaba, the elephant. Yes, I'm having a bad day. My swimming pool burnt down. That's why I'm late. Haha, I understand. How you doing, Chickster? Well, I think I'm okay. Last night, I had a bad night, too. What happened? I got locked out of my trunk. Haha, you're funny. Oh, gee, I'm not trying to be funny. I mean, these things really happen to me, Chickster. Okay, okay. Uh, Chickster, tell some elephant jokes. I think I will, Cassaba. Uh, how do you get an elephant into a matchbox? Uh, what do you do? Well, you take out the matches first. Why did the grape, what did the grape say when the elephant stood on it? What did he say? Nothing. It just let out a little whine. Haha. Uh, let's see. How can you tell if there is an elephant in your dessert? You get very lumpy ice cream. Hahaha. Yes, why are elephants wiser than chickens? Have you ever heard of Kentucky fried elephant? Haha, that's funny, Chickster. I think these are really making me feel better. Why do elephants eat raw food, Cassaba? I don't know. Because they don't know how to cook. That's not too funny. Oh, come on. These are funny. Why did the elephant eat the candle? Why? For light refreshment. Hahaha. Anyway, you know, we talk about elephants and everything. I tell you, uh, you know, elephants are wonderful. They really are. You know, remember the movie Jumbo? You know, if I don't stop eating sweets, that's what's going to happen to me. You know, I'm going to turn into a jumbo jet. Uh, anyway, uh, I want to read this poem. It's all about t-shirts. And romping through the grass and sand and dirt, imagine it a glorious sprawling cape, a queen or a queen reclining in the shade, or superheroes soaring, soaring high. With your t-shirt, you probably parade. You rule the earth, the sea, and the land and sky. A t-shirt ought to be a special joy. And oh, what pleasure any day would be, much greater than with any other toy. Just you imagine you and your t-shirt. We're going to get back to t-shirts right after, uh, this song, and then you're going to hear the great Una Moon. So, t-shirts will continue. Here's Una Moon coming up. Una Moon We lived our little drama We kissed in a field of white And stars fell on Alabama Last night I can't forget the glamour Your eyes held a tender light And stars fell on Alabama Last night Oh, by the season I never planned in my imagination a situation a situation situation so heavenly heavenly a fairyland where no one else could enter and in the center just you and me just you and me My heartbeat like a hammer hammer My arms wound around you tight bubble and stars fell on Alabama last night I never planned in my imagination a situation a situation so heavenly so heavenly where no one else could enter in the center in the center just you and me me My heart beat like a hammer beat like a hammer beat like a hammer My arms wound around you tight My arms wound around you tight and stars fell on Alabama fell on Alabama last night last night last night last night last night Hello everyone. This is Una Moon, your friendly astrological forecast. I'm your caster here at Skid Row Studios in Los Angeles, California on behalf of Chicksters Nest Podcast. For all of you Leos that have a birthday today July 28th Happy Happy Birthday! If you were born between July 23rd and August 22nd here is your weekly Leo horoscope. Your relationships are especially compassionate and friendly at this time. And you may benefit socially or materially through an opportunity offered to you by a friend. This is a good time for parties, social gatherings and other pleasurable activities. Your lucky numbers are 19, 16, 20, 29 and 9. Now here is your love forecast for 2012. Leo, you are the epitome of romance and 2012 will be no different when it comes to your chance to attract a grand love affair into your life. Whether single or attached, this will be true and you'll find a central theme being placed on friends and lovers in your 2012 forecast. That's because camaraderie and a true kinship is an essential ingredient for you in matters of the heart. That of course, along with a healthy dose of your partner never forgetting to worship the ground you walk on. But of course Leo, you deserve the royal treatment in 2012 and always. It looks like a great year ahead. Today I Feel Silly by Amy Lee Curtis. Today I feel silly. Mom says it's the heat. I put rouge on the cat and gloves on my feet. I ate noodles for breakfast and pancakes at night. I dressed like a star and was quite a sight. Today I am angry. You'd better stay clear. My face is all pinched and red ear to ear. Today I am cranky so nothing seems right. I have diarrhea and broke my new kite. I did my first solo in hip hop and jazz. This day has been so great. I am full of pizzazz. I'd rather feel silly, excited or glad than cranky or grumpy, discouraged or sad. But moods are just something that happen each day. Whatever I'm feeling inside, I'm feeling good. It's okay. Now how do you feel today? I feel great. The sun is about to shine and the day is about to be mine. But he's insane in the membrane. He's insane in the membrane. Chickster's insane. He's insane in the membrane. Back to the Chickster. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. I can't take this no more. I can't take it no more. I'm insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. Shut up. Come here. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Now Chickster, shape up. Okay. Okay. Now get back to work. That's me. I'm me. You are? Get back to work. Hi folks. I'm sorry about that. Just had one of those fizzering attacks. Anyway, I told you that I was getting back to the t-shirt. Yes, I am. The t-shirt. Now, you know, I sustain myself. Don't wear a t-shirt and drink tea. Where do you think they got the name t-shirt? Um, this t-shirt is great. The best I've worn. Who cares if it's frayed and torn? Or that it's old. And I've been growing. And when I stretch my belly, it starts a showing. The words it showed in blue and red are gone. Though I know what they said. I know it's stained. That's good for me. Each splotch contains a memory. I love this t-shirt. With all my heart, I'll wear it till it falls apart. So wash it please, with tender care and loving care. To make it last for one more wearing. I'm swearing. A t-shirt is a t-shirt by Jared Widom, read by the Chickster. Licking the moon isn't as easy as a cardboard box. They make those things, you know. It's a stick-up, a half-hinged scheme to get you to pay too much for auto insurance. Why should we all trust a green slit-eyed lizard? I'm paying more of my homeowner's insurance than the mortgage. Lick it like a pinata. And make like a tree. And turn yourself into a cartoon corvette. You are all smiles like the Dead Sea. Seahorses for children without arms. Dogs sticks in brown bags. Paper bags. Paper bags, I'm telling you. Line them up on stage. And don't say a word. The new style is a fake mustache, a beard, a red shirt. It doesn't matter. You're a cameo for nobody. You look at yourself. Now the people are fads instead of the t-shirts. The hipsters of today will be senior citizens tomorrow. Increasingly more boring and grouchy than ever. They are professional complainers today. Just think about it. Think about it. We have a lot to look forward to. Antiques Roadshow 2020. Antiques Roadshow 2030. I'm too old for this. Like you're too young. Apparel that's so American why it's porno. A t-shirt is a t-shirt. A t-shirt is a t-shirt. How square turn fox. God bless Dalai Lama. Yes ladies and gentlemen. This is the Chickster on skidrowstudios.com and that's a t-shirt is a t-shirt and that was written by Jared Wilson Widom. Ladies and gentlemen Chickster's Nest is proud to present the Chickster every Saturday at 11 a.m. and we're going to head into Chickster's Nest with the lovely and talented charming Una. Excuse me Chickster. I just want to let the listening audience in on a little secret. Oh yeah sure. Chickster is a Leo. So all the horoscopes that I read pertain to Chickster and this is his time of the year so good luck to you Chickster. Oh thanks. I know it's going to be a great year. Thank you very much. That's very nice of you. You know I hope so. I know it's not easy being a lion. You know I I wouldn't lie to you. I mean you're too lovely Una. Thank you Chickster. Ladies and gentlemen this is the Chickster on Chickster's Nest and I'm glad you're all listening to me. A crazy person ladies and gentlemen tells no lies. Projecting what they feel inside. A crazy person can't be blamed for those they cure, hurt or maim. A crazy person can't be told if they're a child and they're growing old. A crazy person makes us see. A crazy person might be me. Yes I am a Leo and I am insane in the membrane. I'm insane in the membrane. Ah boy. Hello once again. It's so nice to talk to all of you. I really miss you guys. Oh boy. I love you fucks. Oh another Freudian slip. Boy I'd sure like to get into that and chew my way through. You know I'm just kidding. I'm just a regular type of guy. You know what I mean? I love people and I love playing the piano. I love to dream. Sometimes I have nightmares and sometimes I look in the mirror and I tell you I want to collapse. You know you get old, you get wrinkles, you gotta dye your hair, you get false teeth. You know sometimes you leave your teeth at home and you go to an important meeting and you go bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh. You sound like you know a fool sometimes. But anyway you know I'm proud to be here and sometimes I'm proud to be anywhere. You know what I mean? A gentleman is one who never swears at his wife while ladies are present. A husband is living proof that a wife can take a joke. A man needs a mistress just to break up the monogamy. A perfect wife is one who helps the husband with the dishes. And a wedding ring is like a tourniquet. It cuts off your circulation Well anyway you know folks I gotta go. Gotta dust off my piano and uh you know things happen you know I love you guys and I'll see you soon and uh just remember I'll be seeing you in old familiar places that this heart of mine embraces all day through in a small cafe the park across the way the children carousel the chestnut trees the wishing well I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer day in everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun and when the night is new for I'll be looking at the moon and I'll be seeing you Yeah ladies and gentlemen thank you Lieber Rache you're welcome Chickster yes ladies and gentlemen this is the Chickster and Skid Row Studios here and uh you know I wanna say I'm very happy to be here I'm happy to be anywhere I just wanna say I'm very happy to be here on Chickster's Nest bleh you need a paper bag? bleh I guess I can just be anywhere what are you doing here? I left my shopping cart downstairs and I just wanna come up and bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh wanna make a phone call here? do you have a dime? no I don't then how can I make a phone call? Chickster's accredited okay thanks a lot Lumpy I really appreciate it why don't you go out and I'll get some I'm dating this twin headed girl you know Siamese twins why don't you go out and get some cocktails okay? just beat it goodbye goodbye goodbye gotta get out of here now! now No longer need we miss A charming scene like this In some secluded rendezvous That overlooks the avenue With someone sharing a delight Chatting bliss and bad With cocktails for two As we enjoy a cigarette To some exquisite chansonette Two hands are sure to slyly meet Beneath a serviette With cocktails for two My head may go reedy But my heart will be obedient With intoxicating kisses For the principal ingredient Psst! Psst! Most any afternoon at five We'll be so glad we're both alive Then maybe fortune will complete The plan that all began With cocktails for two And a little bit of a drink And a little bit of a drink And a little bit of a drink And a little bit of a drink Most any afternoon at five Monday, Monday at four We'll be so glad we're both alive We'll be so glad we're both alive We'll be so glad we're both alive Then maybe fortune will complete We'll be so glad we're both alive Our plan that all began With cocktails for two Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! I have such a love Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! I think that was cocktails for two Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Will you get out of here? I think I'm fucking one minute It's a little bit of a fix No, I don't I want you to leave now Leave I'm on the air I gotta find I think I'm on the air Okay, okay Yes! The king of France With 40,000 men Marched up the hill And then marched back again Yes! The king of France With 40,000 men Gave a salute And then marched back again Yes! The king of France With 40,000 men Bageled their drums And then marched back again The king of France With 40,000 men Blew their horns And then marched back again Yes! The king of France With 40,000 men Waved their flags and noses And then marched back again Yes! The king of France With 40,000 men All shook hands And then marched back again Yes! And here she is, ladies and gentlemen Yes! Una Moon Oh, hello again This is Una Moon Back to give you some words of wisdom And peace and peace of mind And peace and peace of mind And poetry from one of my favorite poets Shel Silverstein First, some words of wisdom For this last beautiful weekend in July I can please only one person per day Today is not your day Tomorrow isn't looking good either I love deadlines I especially like the whooshing sound They make as they go flying by I love deadlines I especially like the whooshing sound They make as they go flying by Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2 by Shel Silverstein. Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2 went for a ride in a flying shoe. Hooray! What fun! It's time we flew, said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2. Ickle was captain and Pickle was crew, and Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew. As higher and higher and higher they flew, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2. Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2, over the sun and beyond the blue. Hold on! Stay in! I hope we do, cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2. Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2 never returned to the world they knew, and nobody knows what's happened to dear Ickle Me. Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me 2. Now always remember to put your zip code on all the letters and cards you send this summer. Zippity-doo-dah, zippity-ay, my oh my, what a wonderful day. Plenty of sunshine coming your way. Zippity-doo-dah, zippity-ay. He's insane in the membrane, he's insane in the membrane, Chikster's insane, he's insane in the membrane, now back to the Chikster. I'm insane in the membrane, I'm insane in the membrane, I'm insane in the membrane, Get out of here. More powerful than a speeding dildo. More powerful than a constipated rooster. Or suppository booster. Faster than a Jimi Hendrix. Able to leap tall buildings up in a single bound. Look up in the sky. It's a turd. It's a effing bird. Take my word or fuck off. It's Superman! Oh, yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is the Chickster. Let's get a little bit of Limehouse Blues Chicona. Ah! Well, we tried to get Limehouse Blues. We'll try the Lemon Blues. Coming right up. Okay, thanks a lot, Chicone. We'll be right back. We're cutting it. Then play that. Tell me now. If you can. Are you sure you can cut it? If not, I'll use... Okay. Okay. Okay, that's great. That's great. Okay, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now That was Limehouse Blues. Ladies and gentlemen, I want to thank everybody out there in podcast land for listening to Chickster's Nest. I want to thank Nick Ciccone, our chief engineer, the lovely and talented Una Moon. Thank you, Chickster. You're quite welcome, Una. You were great. And Jared Wilson-Whittam, thanks for your support. And thanks for the T-shirt writing. April Hava Shankman, I want to thank you, April, for your support. And good luck with your show, Hava. And Adam Jeremy Shankman, Austin Ethan Shankman, I want to thank the Chickster. That's me. And I want to thank the Crazy Man. That's me, too. And I want to thank all my listeners. Until next Saturday, I want you to listen to Chickster's Nest. And Chickster, don't forget to tune in to the Olympics in London. Oh, yes. Don't forget, everybody, to tune in to the Olympics in London. It's pretty exciting. It really is. Thanks for bringing that up, Una. We'll see you next Saturday. On behalf of Skid Row Studios in the lovely downtown Los Angeles, I love you. I love you. I love you. Yowza, yowza, yowza. Thank you, folks. ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ Thank you. Thank you.