One night when I was in New Orleans at the French Quarter,there was a
guy sitting on the curb in front of Houlihan's and there was loud jazzy
music and people were dancing in the street.(Bourbon Street) The guy had
an old Zenith Trans-Oceanic transistor radio sitting by him.He would get
up every few minutes (he was drunk just like a lot of those other people
were drunk too) and dance a few steps and then sit back down on the curb
for a few minutes.Oviouslly the radio didn't work because the round dial
thingy that is for tuning in stations kept falling out of his radio on
the curb.
cuhulin

wrote:

One night when I was in New Orleans at the French Quarter,there was a
guy sitting on the curb in front of Houlihan's and there was loud jazzy
music and people were dancing in the street.(Bourbon Street) The guy had
an old Zenith Trans-Oceanic transistor radio sitting by him.He would get
up every few minutes (he was drunk just like a lot of those other people
were drunk too) and dance a few steps and then sit back down on the curb
for a few minutes.Oviouslly the radio didn't work because the round dial
thingy that is for tuning in stations kept falling out of his radio on
the curb.

Booze makes your knob fall off? Explains Ace's problem quite well...





mike