Author: Rikki-Tikki-Deadly

Request Line: Speed

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY? OR MAYBE NIGHT? IT ALL SEEMS TO BE BLENDING TOGETHER WHEN YOU DON'T GO OUTSIDE ANYMORE. The PRODUCER is at the control panel, having an animated conversation with...someone inside the recording booth.  DJ 3000 looks on in concern, because the recording booth appears to be empty.  PRODUCER:

Request Line: Gardening

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER is on his knees in the office, wearing a torn "Jimmy and the Animal" promotional t-shirt as a headband.  He obviously has not bathed for quite some time.  He is inspecting the carpet carefully, apparently searching for something. There is a mesh bag of

Request Line: Loneliness

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER lies on his back on a couch in the office outside the sound booth. His left hand is draped over the edge of the couch, holding a stress ball. He throws the ball straight up in the air and catches it in front of

Request Line: Unauthorized Covers

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY The PRODUCER is stretched out on the studio couch, eyes glazed, staring at DJ 3000's display screen. DJ 3000: ARE YOU STILL WATCHING? PRODUCER: [blinks sleepily] Huh? Oh, right. Yeah, I'm still watching. DJ 3000: PREVIOUSLY, ON GREY'S ANATOMY... PRODUCER: You know what? Let's put a pin in it for

Cabin Fever: Southern California Regional

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INT. ZOOM CHATROOM - DAY A mongoose, a little person holding a lollipop, a gold-leaf coated pair of buttocks, an alternate universe version of Philip Rivers, a miniature can of processed meat, and live video of Brett Favre's lower intestine share the screen. HOST: Welcome everyone, to an other edition of "Quarantining

Request Line: Superstitions

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY DJ 3000 sits alone in the office, a single LED blinking lazily.  It is very quiet.  A flush is heard down the hallway.  A few moments later the PRODUCER enters, wearing a bathrobe.  A toothbrush is poking out of his mouth.  As DJ 3000 cycles out

Request Line: Pestilence

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INT. RECORDING STUDIO - DAY A pair of radio professionals prepare for the day's show.  DJ 3000: [to himself] WELL, THAT'S KIND OF GRIM.  [to the PRODUCER] HEY YOU SHOULD CHECK OUT GOOGLE'S DOODLE TODAY. [calls it up on his main display] PRODUCER: Okay...[begins reading aloud]...And when he had opened the fourth seal, I

DFO Radio: Shapes and Pass it On

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[looks up from the wreckage of his 401k] Greetings, and welcome to the unofficial quarantine zone.  We've got plenty of lettuce and oranges and rainwater.  More importantly, we've got POWER - not a lot of it, but enough to charge up this iPhone and get some music pumping to distract you

Request Line: Pass it On

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In "honor" of the fact that coronavirus seems to be spreading throughout the world without any signs of abating, I thought we'd try something a little bit different (and unprecedented) here on Request Line today.  Here's how the game works.  I'm going to post a song with a number in

DFO Radio: Loud

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I'm staying in today. I'm staying in tomorrow. Save for walking the dog, I don't intend to leave this house unless I need to.  Now this doesn't mean I'll start using rags to wipe my ass after the toilet paper runs out (13 rolls left), but it does mean that when my

Request Line: Shapes

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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY The surviving members of the Losers Investment Club are clustered behind BILL O'BRIEN, who is staring angrily at a laptop screen. BILL O'BRIEN: F-f-f-f-f-f-f...f-f-f-f-f-f-f...[takes deep breath]...f-f-f-f-f-f... KATIE NOLAN: Spit it out, Bill. BILL O'BRIEN: F-F-F-F-FUCK! JOSH ROSEN: Does that mean we're back to where we started? COLIN COWHERD: It sure does, Josh.  The market