INT. RECORDING STUDIO – DAY

The regular one again?

WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP I’M ON A TIGHT SCHEDULE HERE.

[huffily] INT. RECORDING STUDIO – DAY

The PRODUCER sits at his desk, with a pile of items in front of him.  DJ 3000 is standing nearby, looking apprehensive.  The PRODUCER carefully builds the items into a pyre that consists of…

a matchbox-sized version of a Ford Bronco…

…a home perm kit…

…a VHS tape of the low-budget comedy movie Beach Fever…

…and a pair of Bruno Magli shoes.

DJ 3000: ARE YOU SURE THIS IS A GOOD IDEA?

PRODUCER: Come on, it’s tradition!  And besides, we’re an NFL-focused show.

The PRODUCER douses the pile with lighter fluid and drops a match on it.

— [portal to the spirit realm flies open] —

REX RYAN: How the fuck you doin’, boys?

DJ 3000: HEY ROB, THANKS FOR COMING BY.

PRODUCER: It’s Rex.

DJ 3000: NO IT’S NOT, IT’S ROB.

REX RYAN: No, it’s Rex.  Did your circuits get scrambled, little buddy?

PRODUCER: I gotta be honest, Rex, I wasn’t expecting to see you.  What’s with the horns?

REX RYAN: You didn’t know I was evil?

PRODUCER: Well…no.

REX RYAN: Anyhow, can we make this quick? I’m dealing with a new intake and things are kind of hectic around here.

PRODUCER: That “new intake” is actually who we were looking to speak to.

REX RYAN: He’s, uh, kind of busy.

The three fall silent for a moment, which allows us to hear the sound of tormented screaming in the background.

REX RYAN: But I’m authorized to speak on his behalf, so shoot.

PRODUCER: How are you authorized to speak for him?

REX RYAN: The lawyers here – there’s lots of lawyers here – make all the new recruits sign away power of attorney to someone before we get started with them.  O.J. and I have got that Buffalo Bills connection, so he picked me.

DJ 3000: GIVING ROB RYAN POWER OF ATTORNEY, WHAT COULD POSSIB-LIE GO WRONG?

REX RYAN: [looks at him] It’s Rex, and…wait, hang on a second…

REX RYAN looks over DJ 3000 very carefully.

DJ 3000: WHAT?

REX RYAN: Ah, shit.  Looks like we’ve got a cross-contamination situation going on here, better call my brother.

REX RYAN intones some mystical words in an arcane and unmentionable tongue. 

— [second portal to the spirit world flies open, accompanied by the angelic tones of a celestial choir] —

DJ 3000: OH, HEY REX.

PRODUCER: It’s Rob.

ROB RYAN: [looks at DJ 3000 very carefully] Ah, shit. [to REX] Is this what it looks like?

REX RYAN: Afraid so.

ROB RYAN: Shit, sorry guys, we’re gonna have to make some calls and kick this one upstairs.  [checks watch] In the meantime, don’t you fellas have a show to do?

PRODUCER: We do, but we need a topic.

REX RYAN: Oh, I’ve got a topic for you.  I’m amazed – and frankly, a bit disappointed – that you haven’t done it before. I’ll get you started with the theme song from the greatest movie of all time and you can see if you can figure out what the topic is.

ROB RYAN: [rolls eyes]

REX RYAN: Okay, okay, maybe it’s not really the greatest movie of all time…but it’s pretty great.

ROB RYAN: You just like it because violence solves everything at the end.

REX RYAN: That’s true.  But mainly I like it just because that pious fuck Tony Dungy hates it so damned much.  And for one other reason…

Today’s theme is “feet”.  We’re looking for songs about feet and footwear – songs that mention feet, toes, boots, shoes, heels, and even ankles are fair game.  Post links as “https://www.youtube.com/watch?g!V3iTuP and they should embed in the comments after you refresh.  Last week’s puzzle answer of “The Real Me” by The Who was solved by SonOfSpam. Let’s boogie!