Episode 63

Today's program, Carlo suddenly finds himself a multi-millionaire. Now this show from October 28th, 2006 was sort of a reunion program considering the regular weekly series Shock Radio signed off in 2004. So this is two years later, and it's also the last time Carlos was ever on FM radio.

So here we go exclusively on Coke Radio ago go, this was Shock Radio. And it's alive, it's alive! Nothing alive looks like that.

Yeah, they're dead, they're all messed up. Too bad. Children of the night. What's music, baby? Broadcasting live via satellite from Enzville Cemetery, it's shock radio with Carlos the Gate Leeper.

A never-risk cardinal of the carnal, That flagrant and flatulent flag waving flussey of fleshly flotsome, That incouritable inconsiderate, incubus of incontinence, Carlos the gate lepre!

Hahahaha, yeah! No, and let me begin radio pals, By letting all of you know that, despite my heels of inactivity, Despite my absence from the airwaves, Despite those brief moments of lucidity, In the otherwise permanent alcoholic haze I found myself in, never, never have I forgotten though Sunday nights at eleven o'clock when you, dear listener friend, had the privilege

of listening to me. Oh yes, the brightest star in the broadcasting heavens. Oh, sure, my genius went unappreciated, my talon son recognized, my insatiable lust for glory unquenched, but I've taken solace in the knowledge that long after my death, generations of young people will we discover my classic radio programs and my work will finally find

its audience, albeit posthumously. And that's why, Radio Pals, I've decided to kill myself. Go ahead, mailman Sam, kick the chair away. Carlos, would you get down from there? You're being ridiculous. Well, isn't that a fine how do you do? Here I am at the final tick of my talkest hour, And you can think of nothing better to do than insult me.