All you groovy cats and kits scratching to get your words out to the Eff L...the comments are back on. So all you Daves and Donnas and Steves and Stellas do that tippety-tap-tap thing and some of you lucky kids might have your letter read over the air and live on the radio.
Wha, what happened? Sorry, I think I was just possessed by a 1950's deejay. Yeah, I don't get it either. Before my time. But what he said is true. I've turned the comments back on for everyone.