Monthly Archives: August 2009

My name is Steve and about 3 months ago I was flipping through the stations and for the first time I heard the name Moby. I started listening to you and my first thought after a few days was "How … Continue reading →

I thought about it. I really did, but I don’t need to interview this fella, even though this might be an OK book he’s written. It’s made unnecessary by implementing some good ol’ common sense. What he would have brought … Continue reading →

One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered … Continue reading →

After being interviewed by the school administation, the prospective teacher said: ‘Let me see if I’ve got this right. ‘You want me to go into that room with all those kids, correct their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of … Continue reading →

Moby, I listened to your small town soap box last week about Michael Vick, and I disagree with your reply. I know he paid the time given by law for this, but I have absolutely no respect for this man. … Continue reading →

Dear Mr. Moby and Ron, I hear friendly voices in the morning saying that Michael Vick has paid his dues. He should be allowed to go forward. Well according to the legal system, I guess that is true. However, if … Continue reading →

Moby, I want to be honest with you. I have taken your station off of my preset channels since you started. I used to never miss a morning show. I am not entertained anymore. I am listening to the station … Continue reading →

A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture in California when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, … Continue reading →

In the year 2010, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the United States, and said: "Once again, the earth has become wicked and over-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me. Build another … Continue reading →