I love the radio. 
I had a girlfriend once who used to sing on the radio. 
Every time she walked under a bridge you couldn’t hear her sing.
She was a beautiful girl, very beautiful…
When I first met her, she’d just been to a psychoanalyst. 
It didn’t do her any good she said. 
I asked her why, she said “I’m a nymphomaniac you see, and I only get turned on by jewish cowboys.”
“I’m so sorry”, I said, 
“Let me introduce myself, my name is Bucky Goldstein.”