Caller #9 on the Soap Line…
I know you’re all avidly listening to the No Soap Radio podcast and I know you’re on the edge of your seats waiting for us to release the next episode. Thing is, we haven’t recorded it yet. But we’re going to get right on that — tonight, maybe, or maybe Friday. Definitely by this weekend. But maybe tonight. Maybe.
But we need your help. I want to include listener voicemails in the podcast and for that to happen we need to actually receive a few. We do have one at this point, from the eloquent El Guapo, but we need more. We need yours. So do me a favor and call the Soap line right now at (206) 339-SOAP (7627) and leave us a message.
I know, I know: you’re asking yourself right now, “But Chuck, what should I say in my message?” Well, obviously you could tell us how fabulous we are, that’s a given. But if you need more than that, try leaving a question for the Magic Date Ball. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a dating question (Personally, my dating advice is always “Dump her!”), it just has to be a yes or no question. Or maybe you could anonymously reveal a secret about yourself. Or confess to a murder. Or… Well, hell, I don’t know, it’s your message. But just call us, okay? We’ll stick your message in the podcast and make you a stah, baby, a stah.
(206) 339-SOAP. Give us a call.
Jesus Christ. 12 fucking hours since I asked you mooks to leave me a fucking message, and not one of you picks up the phone?
To my defense, I was preparing to leave town and didn’t have time. Check the number – there should be a horribly rambling and annoying message from me from 1am this morning.