The Ayre of Hazzard, it's not just a radio show plus hottie bodies are not always porn

 

Sorry about being in here late, the show will be on at 08:00 on ayrewolffm.com. 

So was putting gear away, and heard a thing over the fuz radio, that the local my only stop Maverick was being harassed. So in the General, I went. Look, if it was anyone else on shift, besides Kymmy, I'd not really care, but if I think that she's in trouble, I'm there. That little whisper of human sugar has me wrapped all around her finger, little or not. Talking about tiny fingers, last week at Church, got to sit right dern behind Minnie Mouse. Her fingers are so thin and tiny, I swear I've seen songbirds with fatter legs than her fingers. Yes, it's that time of year when we start looking for new on-cam talent for both in-studio, as well as our posters and calendars. We didn't make Oshkosh this year, but next year for sure. Pretty much have gave the MC shyt up, in favor of more above the clouds, cruising, so right there is the opening of tonight's major doohickey. HazzardAyre is much more than just the combination of Hazzard County, and AyreWolf. HazzardAyre is also the Med/SAR side of AyreWolf Aviation, as well as our vintage aircraft, restoration, and repair side. HazzardAyre has been doing much of the heavy lifting this past year, getting past the pandemic, like that was a real thing, titweren't. But our Ayre crew stayed on-air, on the station, and both in and on the air. Some of the officers of both the Knytes, as well, as the WolfPack, are starting to return from Afgainastain, however the sitch being, we are leaving one piece of communism, headed towards another. Did everyone forget the mess both in as well as all over the South Pacific? Communist China, Vietnam, the Philippines, Communist Japan, (yes there is one), what you think we just are putting our toys away and coming home? Nope, orders are starting to come in to our planning centers about deployments on carriers in Southern seas. Which is why we are puffing up our efforts, to get both, our calendars and all up to the right altitude, so that some lonely Marine or Navy aviator on a floating airport, can at least have something to look at, besides their LSO's and CaG's. This brings me to both a sitch really two sitch's that happened Friday, as well as my observations on some local domestic issues. First; had to push away from getting my hair whacked off. Reason? Who the hell is going to hover on the radio werx, if I leave to do hair? Or for that matter any other extra duty on away missions? Nobody. Thought we had a skinny Minnie over next door at Carl's, Junior. But once the suggestion was pitched, she split. But it ain't her, nor just here. I can remember quite often, in Evanston, Wyoming. We were there, LexiBelle able, however outside of the fact that the door seal on the shop was always frozen on the cement, I couldn't leave. Why? Who is going to tend the radio gig, (that I could trust) while I went on Toews. Never failed, get on the radio, toew call comes in. Had I been able to get more than two, in-studio/apartment at the time, I could have made a ton more money down there than I did. Same stuff here. It's a slight bit different, as it's not going toewing, however, I just get on the air and have to get in the air. As some SAR away mission, hits. Where is someone to babysit this dern radio gig? As such, it goes to what I say, we are doing the right things, for the right reasons, just not in the right place. So rather than depart, Idaho, eastern and southeastern Idaho is where I'm looking. Found Malad has a great hidden airport. Plus Malad hasn't any, competition as to toewing. Stay tuned on that.

So let's move beyond that. Overall the Church I attend, its leaders are paranoid at anything and everything that has to do with and same-gender unions. Of anykind, heck they even dislodged the BSA and scouting because of queerness activities. That said, if you start sniffing around the what you think is single ladies in your Ward, and my, your Mr. Public enemy #1. I remember several instances that gave some Bishops and Church leaders the pink eye when I'd get to chatting with the honeys. But how the hell, do you know who isn't or is connected to someone. Women, even young girls dress so much as adults, how do you know how old they are. Add to that, when you go to a Church function, and a young gal, is dressed in a see-through jersey, and you bring that up, your instantly Mr. Asshole. Say what, tell me the truth, mean what you say, say what you mean. Then just as I got here. The first Ward I had in Twin Falls, had several ladies, who I guess were much more mature or at least their relationships were secure, that no big woop that I mentioned that some of the ladies there had great legs. When I moved into that disaster on Orcharala Drive here, I mentioned that one really young one trying to dress up to adult level, Shit she was only 11, I think, any mile, she might've been young but my she could sing, and my she could belt out a talk, that you could hear and understand. She could articulate very well. But that wasn't what tipped that set of scales. I went to Sunday School class, forgot scriptures, this one really sweet lady who worked at Goodwill, saw I was squinting to read hers on her phone. Sorry I have an older flip phone that I can't download scriptures on. Any flyte, so next week she did the same thing. I think there was some chemistry, brewing, maybe not. But the Bishop, who really was an asshole, wouldn't even help with rent while I was tending to the cleanup of PoohBear. Any flyte, I was in a pickle there, but I'm getting off vector here. So it was either Thanksgiving or right before Christmas. The same gal, who was letting me share scriptures, came up, saw I was blue and sad over that as well as the holidays and me being all alone. What did she do? Came up, put her arms around me, and gave me a warm and tight bear hug. The shock of another person, let alone a woman was there, but it felt great that at least someone gave a shyt. It kinda reminded me, of my Ward in Wyoming. One family purtty much adopted me. Dave, or Vern, or both always visited, or just counseled me, on a regular basis. It was called kindness and doing what we all promise to do in Church when we take the sacrament. To take upon us the name of our Savior, and obey his commandments, which includes, being kind to those in the ward, who are all alone. It's not getting food, or some essential oils delivered, it's just someone showing up, inviting me to dinner on Sunday's and just being there, saying I care. Then there are several at my current Ward, one is being groomed to be the squadron's attorney. Every week, he sits next to me, and we visit, one is going through the steps so I can get my Temple Recommend, sure, I'd really feel blessed to join up with a lady of the Ward, but even if I didn't, still having someone that is female or two, to have a lady mind to discuss things, get some advice and input. It's NOT JUST TO GET LAID!! . I really don't care about that, companionship, is so much more, than me getting my worm wet. That I gave up on years ago. As far as smooching toes oop's Toews, for our trademark that we LuV Toews, see this is a toe 

this is a tow truck, if you put that with the word toe as we do in scrunching the letters together as TOEW, you get a Toew 

you get a toew truck. So I work it like this:

nothing more we, rather I LuV going toewing aka I Luv Toews. It's an ad gimmick, comedic trademark, again, not to get funky. But do locals here understand that? 

Nope. But too, guess that's why there's a bikini bar in Pocatello, and not in Twin Falls. So when people here including a lady from our Ward that was to cut my hair yesterday, why I couldn't get to see her, It's because I need one of these;

sitting in here;

doing this: 

Yes, it's just that simple. See ya'll on the air in a few hours. But I wanted to spread this out a bit. The models and lady talent that we so urgently recruit is due to the fact that there was a time when what is termed Nose art, was applied to aircraft. 

it was a method to take away some of the loneliness of combat, in many engagements. The WolfPack here is more with major things like upholding morale we do it all from a working domestic USO, office, to this radio gig. There's a group of sweethearts from a USO troupe in the south that visits our retired military. 

is that porn? No, but even suggest to some locals here, that your auditioning for such things, and you're labeled some very nasty cruel things. While it may be that this is LDS Yankee territory, but even Kountry music had that going. Not just Daisy Duke. Long before that, there was a great TV show that showcased some budding Kountry music stars. It was called HeeHaw, 

But even try to produce that kind of thing here? Shyt might just as well get a shotgun in your face. Again that's why I say, we are doing the right things, for the right reasons, just in the wrong place. See you this afternoon on ayrewolffm.com 

All a tie is, is the rope around your neck allowing a master to control you. And that's why I will not wear a tie.

 

Good Hazzard Morning to ya'll. Going to be another scorcher here. Hit near 111 here in Hazzard Yesterday.

Under no circumstances will I be assimilated. Old words from STNG, but it applies. I do not follow I usually lead, even though I rarely get credit for or from it, but hey it's me. When President(then) in 1996 or so, I was pulling and mounting tires at the LDS' Church's trucking company, Deseret Transportation. I truly loved working there. That shop had the very finest and best equipment that you could ever want or desire. Only reason I quit when I did, got a bit too close sniffing of a niece(22 years old) who wore the shortest skirts. What did they expect? me not to notice. Asked some asshole in administration if there was any policy to prevent that, and did. Only to be called on the carpet for it. Bullshit, I hate liars. Anyway, so one morning, before all my 100 mile Maverick sea had been drank, and with Skoal in mouth, was doing my work. When in walked President Hinckley. Okay, now church policy is no snuff, no sea. Had both and nowhere to get rid of it. Oops busted. Except not as busted as I had thought. Old Hinckley, sat my butt down on a set of really dirty tires, I was cool with arrangements, but President Hinckley, in his crisp suit, didn't mind at all. He sat down and we talked. He flat told me that it was a needed thing to have a Wolf, in amongst the Sheep, as he put it to keep the rest of the members from not getting to complacent in the standings and callings of the Church. Well the Wolf thing kinda stuck. Started doing my radio gig as the Rode(road) Wolf, and by the time I got out of military service absorbed Air as in Ayre as in Wolf hence AyreWolf. That all being said, and don't ask me why, but the essence of a lady in nylons has always gave a slight rise in my Harley jeans, Old Shelly thought it a bit strange, even most of the women, here in this area, think its off center and spooky. Creepy is the word, they use. Why? Not everybody likes deep fried okra either but I love it, different strokes. As it says in one of Shooter's songs, being southern kountry, is not where your at, but living for being true of what's inside of you. Being willing to stand up for what YOU think,not meld in with others. Always have been that way. Most guys are out for sports, in school, me? I loved plunking down in the schools library, reading and learning. In my way of life, the only things that count in lyfe, is fast cars,fast trucks, hot trashy women that don't tease, fried food, and flying. Past that I don't give a rat's 

Part of the lyrics of the theme song of the Dukes, is; Fighting the system.

People from Hazzard keep things as simple as can be, but we don't warm up to BS, or phonies. Which from modern day politics, to dealing with Internet service companies, like CenturyLink/Lumen. Tell you, they are installing fiber optics, they did, why? to go 1g, did they? nope. But they sure as hell are charging me rates for 1g. Look I wouldn't mind paying the frigging bill, cept they didn't give me what we ordered. Court is on the horizon. Any mile, at least a brothel, in Nevada, will give you a portion of what you pay, if they don't satisfy you.(most of the time they do). But I'm getting off topic. Just be honest, Say what you mean, mean what you say, or leave us alone. I told them at Lumen to not piss of ya'll. Knytes don't groove on jive. That simple. I like a bunch of things others don't from, the smells of dairy farms, skunks, burnt diesel smoke, Even, yes making whoopie, with a hot lady in nylons. Bro used to say your not doing her feet, if you guys aren't your missing a great treat of playing with their pheete. They may say they don't like it, but in reality they do indeed. The same that say they don't like that will tell you they don't like a Binaca Blast either, trust me they will puddle with that. I got taught that by a honey at the Sugar Shack once by the name of Trish, she truly was a dreamy lady. As it says with the WolfPack, 

That means we don't follow we lead. 

See ya'll on the cyber ayre in the afternoon. Gotta run around to find the radio werx a new home, near PMT's fiber core. Until then keep your wyngz level

Good News Good Newz The Shack is back.

 

As Sheriff Roscoe would say, Good News Good Newz 

Yup, in reading RadioWorld magazine. learned that huuurrrayyy 

Yup the Shack is back. Now us hobbyists can now get our Tinker toys we love to tinker with. 

wouldn't be anything more than a tinkerer. Buying those just gotta have connectors, books, engineering books and so on is going to be a blessing. Too bad someone hasn't set up their own sites or at least electronic parts and such. But the biggest dawg is in the fight. HCC is looking to become a RS, Dealer. 

Do you realize that today, The 13th day of July in 2012, that HazzardAyre Radio was given breath. Yup, our birthday. 9 grilling years producing radical, Rebel Yell southern fried radio. It's an uphill climb, butt 

We have been continuing, radio that is 100% anti-establishment radio. Yup, we too, have fought the fyers of Covid, people who don't understand the work, yet file shit with the Idaho Labor board, for pay. The question, what did they do to get paid for. Outside of Beverly Johnston, who aired two shows, which she will be paid for, the rest, just sat there and did the gossip, bullshit sessions, but nothing airable, never did one climb into the cockpit and grabbed the stick and flew, the radio gig. Not one. At least Beverly aired two shows on spooky shit. I have a strange feeling it was her shaggy dog husband that pushed her outta here, not Bev on her own. If she'd have stayed, signed a contract to be paid by owning stock into KNYT FM, (knytewolfradio.com) in what is called sweat equity. The better the station ingests, cash in our stash, the more of that stash would have been rather sweet. Butt 

We are graduling upwards. We hit the massive amount the other day, on one of our older shows, that we did in 1997 when I had a full crew. I mean we had hotties, in the studio, researching, selling, and writing news, plus delivering content. This is the kind of thing that enables me and our HazzardAyre A-Team, to go out and sell ads, that's how we generate money. Any myle won't take that any further, butt at least they worked. Got paid all was grand, we had models as well. This of course is or was in Tooele Utah. Funny how that happens there, but try as I might, can't ever recruit, any on-air talent. The question is why? Over 70 billion, people tune into one source or another Podcasts, Webcasts' and online music, like Pandora. XM-Serius also has hosts or anchors as I call them. These are people that don't need instruction. I had one, Cody-Lee, who completely moved from big city Arizona to Evanston, Wyoming. Just to work at the station. Dig this had the station and all in my apartment. She'd just come in sit in the pilots seat, do her shows, and all without me sitting there having to trane her. I remember one day, I was sitting on the porcelain throne, she walked in, unaffected sat down, and did the duties she was assigned. I could and did, sit in my bedroom, on the bed, totally zonked out, and unless it was major equipment or such problem, or a network problem, we stayed on the air and she did some great shows. She could hit artists and get air-play permissions, she even could engineer some of the gear. I remember my tiny notebook computer, was having problems. She farted around with it, for about an hour after all too many said the little bugger was dead, nope Cody-Lee, fixed it and we were good. Sure we had a few social gigs, one was a business lunch, one was some sponsor thing, but yet she was completly, at home on KSOA AM 1240 there. She got paid eventually, after I got the MC, to remove her as an exec, handling the money for the radio gig, department. There were a few other sweet things, 

and of course Athea, both got chased away due to her own insecurity. Both the gals I just mentioned would have made great hosts and Anchors. We have money, but those who don't work, or never stop by to pick up Paychex when they are issued don't cut it here. Butt we are getting better and more consistent, And that helps. Any mile it's great that the Shack is back. More on tonytes show. Starting @ 23:00 hours. Until then,

Why can't Google and Facebook employees get out from behind their cubicles and out into the communities they serve. And don't say Covid.

 

Why is it that Google and Facebook employees get out from behind their cubicles and out into the communities, and the nation they so dearly love to dominate. For example; I have been renewing address's on our FB pages about every other day, if not daily. Can't they understand that the HQ addies are in the same complex? The only one that ain't is down on south Park ave here in Twin Falls. The culprit in part is again, CL/Lumen. the IP address they give is everywhere in Utah. As it is, I'm at minimum 200 miles away from Utah, Google has one step, ahead. They at least ask for a photo, with the sign on the damn building. The thing is that in itself can be a bad sitch, 

 

That's where I get the jargon, sitch. Short for situation. Any mile, The sitch, many landlords do allow signs on a building. If they do allow, a serious sitch of a serious deposit, for whatever modification on the building. But wouldn't it be groovy if these tech giants, got their people out to see America once in awhile. I remember when Rick and I first opened HCC in Evanston, Wyoming. It took me forever to get them to get out in those weird-looking Toyota's with the twirly gizmo on the car documenting and mapping locations. Then it wasn't so difficult. As fast as Twinky Flattsis growing, it might be time to get out of the office, for these idiots. And don't say it's because of Covid. I have heard more BS over Covid, that I told you at the outset of that, that it was a path to the Government invading your personal space, then controlling it. Then it was Trump, Now it's Biden, thing is I won't trust politicians until both flags of this nation are flown, at a location from or in the south, preferably Alabama, or at least Texas. Want to stop the sewage of our politicians? Get the nation's home 20, out of a until just recently a place that for the first half of the existence, territory of this nation, rather than in it. The last 6 episodes, of my webcasts, will air all this week, as of Friday, we are pulling the plug until a better Telecom is found to carry our Internet service. We will be reairing sometime in the early spring of 2022. More After Church. 

TTYLY

 

What is it, baby days in the region? And Figured something else out,

 

Been noticing, that there is a bunch of TV shows dedicated to unwed mothers. Want to keep from being preggies before your ready? Keep your powder dry, and zipper zipped. Been watching a flick, on Peacock, that is when it works, being the abilities of CL/Lumen, more on that on the show later. The series is based in the land of Aussies, and is a UK, version of House. Cool flick if your into retro, era, likewise just about every feminintile on there in skirts wears nylons, not bad , thing is too bad someone hasn't decided to reboot both House and the series Love Child.

So watching the newer series Yellowstone. One of the creators is Taylor Sheridan. Who played one of the cops on SOA. Basicly, Yellowstone, is a version of SOA, set in with Cowboys rather than bikers. Finally, grumpy women at burger joints need to stay home when Mother nature invades, or they developed an attitude. One is at Carl's Junior next to the station here in Twin Falls. I don't think many employees at these joints, understand or at least the low level, entry point employees, get the idea, its my patronizing the place that gives the revenue streams that puts them in a paycheck. Guess the availabilities of potential workers, who would rather stay home, rather than work, is short, so what to do? hire who you can, even if they ain't worth it.

TTYLY

I thought so, I'm not as trusting nor ignorant as I used to be.

 

Years ago, I was a very trusting, somewhat kountrtfied, ignorant youth, that bought just about anything anyone offered. Of course, I got taken advantage of and just plain old ripped off by them doing so. The first one was when I finally found the I-net in 1995. Up to that point, didn't figure I needed it, if I couldn't look em in the eye and spit and shake on it, weren't no reason to get involved in it. The next one was a gal, said she was from Russia, wanting to get tight with this old gear splitter, so I sent her a ton of money. After which between the bank, my cousin Bud, and the FBI the perp was found, and it most likely still serving time. But hey the best is yet to come. Then came some idiot when I resided in Gooding, some so-called guy, wanted to send her niece here, needed a place to crash, would I set her up? He sent money, the trouble is both the check and the money were counterfeit. Fast forward to last year, was a gal, named Charlene. Who I thought was sweet as sugar. The problem is the gal turned out to be some guy harvesting fruit from a near healthy field, of which he very well knew was infested. After $500.00 and some tracing backwards, the guy is now, doing his sleeping with his back against the wall, in a 5X5 cell and toilet in the middle of his cell. Now not saying fer sure, but this new honey that saw me online, on FB, someday there has to be a guard at the door of facebook to keep this kind of dung out of the manure chute but thought this Sarah, just might be a parasite, trying to infect the internals of The Knytes. Don't know for sure, but when someone teases you for a few weeks, then drops out of the race, that it's not what it looks like, to be. We rather I, am learning, do your hunting for a mate to up close in your own place, town, state and or region, never look for it online, Facebook or elsewhere. 98% of what is available on FB, isn't really single, if it is, and good looking has sinister ideas. Remember poison ivy looks pretty too. 

We will be off the air for a few days, still working on glitches, with CL/Lumen. That I don't think won't get better until we drop them for another carrier/provider, that's local. Looking at some places close to their hub. Plus the lawsuit with CL/Lumen might be another reason, that CL, changed into Lumen. I heard about some other guy taking them to task, and just about everyone I have known that has worked with CL, for business, changed as soon as they could. Century-Link's dependability is not all that good, nor the expertise towards such enterprises as broadcasting. The Wentworth Apartments in Evanston Wyoming pulled the plug on CenturyLink and switched to AllWest Communications, and that was a good move on their part. Then KEVA, which is now part of our network, with call letters KSOA  got off the CenturyLink train as well. In fact, I don't think there are many business's that use CenturyLink, that doesn't switch from CL, to another carrier, once they are able to. We see, so we should be back on, about mid-week. Let you know from here. I'm heading to Wyoming, Tuesday morning damn early, and will be back on station early Wednesday night. To bring this in for a landing, just because she looks snazzy and says they are a model, the reality is her armpits 

. Until L8R Taters

Reaper Chronicles Don't lie about me and I wont tell the truth about you.

 

Ya gotta hand it to, Telecoms and Internet. They charge outrageous rates and don't give you much in return. You'd think that they'd have at least 1 idiot salesperson there that knows broadcast engineering or at least well into the needs of a radio station. Especially now with tons of podcasts, zoom, and so on, give me the heavy horsepower background that I need, or just say at the beginning, that won't work in this endeavor. Not a big song and dance, installation, through winter, people freezing to run wire, oops fiber, to the building, me having to rake out $1,000.00 to install the router and all, only to find that I'm still having broadband issues. Fix the damn thing, get it to doing what intend on using it for, then I'll be happy as being alone in a mirrored Harlots bed with Salena Gomez. As it is can't do much of my shows, let alone a LIVE one, That big settlement that we end up with, from them, and I can run PMT, and payout to expand their network to us. 

Okay, and I have no reason to deny or make clear, that the succulent, musky scents and textures of feet, especially in nylons isn't a rapid turn-on. I couldn't ever date or be much attracted to a woman, not into phoote worship. However, that being said. Seems that women are more protective of their hind paws, even to the point that one can play with every other damn thing, but reach for her lower limbs and they tag you as creepy. Bear or not. Now then, I have no idea where it started. The only thing I can figure is somewhere in my childhood, some hot mama, walked into my sphere, I got aroused and the craving continues. It was 1984 when after a prank by the lone Tonto, of the Knytes, commissioned YESCO signs to put up a billboard with my expose~ of le phoote. I was able to work into the ads etc, of the Hazzard Garage/Hazzard Choppers, for our towing outfit, SpeedToew, that I was able to get my thrill through the action. I have known about 6 gals that we rather I have worked with that thought nothing of it. Most however panic and make it out for more than what it really was. But that's not the point. Yesterday when I went to snag coffee at Java here in Tweaker Flatts, Idaho, that some gal was commenting on that skuzz that had to unload all over FB about my exploits. The thing is the one she just had to show that off with, didn't mind it at all, in fact, it was part of the gig, and it worked fine. She gave permission. Yet here's this gal that has no butt, goggle glasses, and nearly wearing a T-Shirt. Really, here I am properly attired, yet she bitches at me for digging pheete, yet she ain't hardly wearing nuthin, in a place that sells food and coffee brews. Really? And I'm the asshole? Oh well.

Okay overnight and been doing this on-again/off-again FB thing with this gal named Sarah. She looks great for a country model for the Club's visual activities. Now it's not really all that much to send her airfare, to come to see us and get into our groove, but how do I know, if I sent her bread or the ticket, that she'd really show up? I remember last year that Charlene, from Texas(so she said) that took photos from a website for some porn chick, used them for her own, so I was really into that and her. Daily phone calls, and so on. I thought hey this might damn well be the one. Until some ryders on an FB group said to do a Google Reverse photo scan. I did, found out that she was not her in the photo. By the end of it, $500.00 later, that A; she didn't live in Texas, at least not where she said she did, and two, found it was some jerk, in Indiana posing as a gal, who let it slip, her real email addy. Some Wolf-style sniffing, and over time got my money back, but the hell that put me through was the shits. As for me on a personal point. I don't like super size 3 women. I want meat on those bones. Remember PoohBear? She wasn't no, skinny mini at all. I really loved that woman. Sure we fought a lot, due to her severe insecurity complex, but I never cheated or strayed one iota. And I had many opportunities to do so. She had accused me of one with Angel Wolf, so bad she barked and snarled on Athea, that her mother had to change her phone number. The next one that was sorta getting there was TJ, thing was TJ over there in Burley when I resided there. TJ had a great hot misty white Camaro, I dug the car. The thinking was to get close to TJ, get the car for a real low price. Again PoohBear bitched. Of course there was Alex 

at Denny's over there, but at the time, we were just very great friends. She gave me a better than Senior discount and that was that. Although I could have turned up the heat there. I mirror my Mom & dad's relationship. Sure they fought, a lot, mostly disagreements on crops, or equipment on the farm. Likewise a bunch over me, but divorce or anything similar was never in the cards. They both loved each other dearly, they spent summers together, which is why summers, I spent in Alabama as well as in Georgia, at one of or the other of my Dad's 5 brothers. That's how the Dixie thing became inbred in my soul. When I get with a lady, I'm hers, and hopefully, she is mine. I don't like dating or relationship games. 

Mike Parkhurst the original, publisher of Overdrive Magazine when I was Head Prezz, of the ITA in Idaho, here, published something from which he was in a scrap, with some other big truck trade mag. He said it simple to him during the 1982 big rig driver strike, " Don't lie about me, and I won't tell the truth about you." Maybe gals at coffee shops, won't bitch about my obsession with toes in nylons when they themselves wear revealing T-shirts. 

See ya'll at 18:00 that's 6:00 PM mountain standard time for the Saturday edition of Reaper Radio. On; ayrewolffm.com (*)