The Crédits Have Arrived

I was trying to find bank account information, envelopes filled with petty cash or just straight up gold ingots. But I found only piles of dusty folders filled with blank papers. This radio station is all I have. It's all this town has in terms of radio. And if the creditors come to take it all away, I don't know what I'll do. If you were a pile of cash, where would you be? Oh, God, I can't even think straight. Because the shawns have started throwing rotting scallops at each other in the sales office. Employee morale is collapsing. Maybe if the sales office could concentrate on their job of selling ads, we