Week In Preview….

Leif Garrett will be falling off the wagon, sometime around Thursday. This will come as a huge shock to his last one fan, which has reportedly lived in the middle of the woods being raised by wolves since the 1970s.

Due to a time warp, the Pilgrims will once again land on Plymouth Rock. Only upon first sight they will instead name the land, Red Freckle Hook.

There will be a bevy of new bus routes made to the Manhattan streets, many of which will run in either a complete circle, or a figure eight – all depending on just how out of the closet each city planner is.

The Thong Song will once again gain it’s number one status on Z100, and one lucky young lady will be the lucky 100th caller and win a CD six pack.

A certain someone will wake up one morning full of cotton mouth, go to the kitchen for a glass of water, then realize that they are in the wrong house, again. They will then wish that they had never left the studio the night before; for they bet that they could have laid the tracks down to that number one hit after all.

An evening commuter will reek havoc on a crowded downtown E train during an evening commute. This brouhaha will be caused by the bad choice of a lunchtime meal of Buffalo Wings. This commuter will have wished that they had stayed in the office late, this way they could have cut the beef in their bosses chair - instead of the pregnant woman’s face who happened to be sitting next to their butt.

The Beehive Hairdresser will finally decide if he wants to write a blog about the time he squirted diarrhea and vomited at the same time all over the floor from both ends in this guys bathroom.