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The Best Show on WFMU => Show Discussion => Topic started by: AllSussedOut on January 24, 2011, 09:48:34 PM

Title: Friends of Keith
Post by: AllSussedOut on January 24, 2011, 09:48:34 PM
Oh, dear.  Mr. Olbermann seems to have co-opted something:

http://twitter.com/#!/KeithOlbermann/status/29707549154476032 (http://twitter.com/#!/KeithOlbermann/status/29707549154476032)
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: Sarah on January 24, 2011, 09:54:04 PM
Yes, from AA.
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: AllSussedOut on January 24, 2011, 10:16:28 PM
looks like you and I are going to have to agree to disagree.  PRETTY sure it started on the best show.  you can wick n' petey it.
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: Ojingeo on January 24, 2011, 10:26:55 PM
i refuse to countenance it unless he changes it to FOKO.
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: fish on January 24, 2011, 11:14:37 PM
i refuse to countenance it unless he changes it to FOKO.

#4FOKO
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: Keith Whitener on January 24, 2011, 11:40:44 PM
I was hoping this was going to be about me :-(
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: JohnG on January 25, 2011, 01:09:01 AM
Was hoping to read that Olbermann had christened his comeback show "Sgt. Olbermann's Fun Barracks."
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: Ojingeo on January 25, 2011, 09:14:52 AM
i refuse to countenance it unless he changes it to FOKO.

#4FOKO

i thought that was implied. but it needed be expressed explicitly. i agree 100 percent, my 4FOKO bro.
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: fish on January 25, 2011, 09:52:49 AM
i thought that was implied. but it needed be expressed explicitly. i agree 100 percent, my 4FOKO bro.

That must be why it's not trending yet. #4FOKO #DontYouKnowImFOKO
Title: Re: Friends of Keith
Post by: thom on January 25, 2011, 11:54:45 PM
I am a FOK, I suppose.

When he worked at ESPN, Keith was my neighbor--not right next to me, but I would see him a lot, jogging around the neighborhood wearing, in the cold months, a leather hat with the floppy ear parts. On empty weekends he would stand on his porch in a bathrobe with the knuckles of his clenched fists on his hips, staring into the sky, as if posing for a oil portrait.

My uncle owned a tuxedo shop near ESPN and Olbermann, for some reason, needed a tux quickly. My uncle said Olbermann's measurements were insane and nearly impossible to deliver on in time.
"He had a gigantic ass," my uncle says.