[Casey Kasem]
Now, we're up to our long-distance dedication. And this one is about kids and pets, and a situation that we can all understand, whether we have kids, or pets or neither. It's from a man in Cincinnati, Ohio. And here's what he writes:

"Dear Casey, This may seem to be a strange dedication request, but I'm quite sincere and it'll mean a lot if you play it recently, there was a death in our family, he was a little dog named Snuggles, but he was most certainly a part of..."

Let's co...Let's start again...from, coming out of the record... Play the record, okay?...
Please...

[CB Operator]
You can't get on the frequency that I'm on, ya dumb son of a bitch

[Casey Kasem & CB Operators]
"That's the letter U, and the numeral 2
The four-man band features Adam Clayton on bass, Larry Mullen on drums, Dave Evans—nicknamed 'The Edge', on..." ...this is bullshit!
Nobody cares... these guys are from England and who gives a shit?
Oh, yeah...
It's a lot of wasted names that don't mean diddly-shit!
I... Fer sure, fer sure, you guys don't know where he's at, you don't know shit about him...

[Kasem, Operators and (The Weatherman)]
This is bullshit!
Sounds like he's portable, too
Who gives a shit,?
(Yeah, it is close...)
Diddly shit! Diddly shit! Diddly shit! Diddly shit!
Yeah...
(Damn right)
Nobody cares!
(It's been getting stronger all the time here...)

[Kasem & Operator]
Snuggles
Yeah...
Snuggles
Oh, yeah...
Snuggles
Oh, yeah, OK...
He was a little dog named Snuggles
This is American Top 40
This is American Top 40
This is bullshit!

[CB Operators]
-Ahhh, ya can't get a hold of me, ya little fucking twerp cocksucker... Fuck you!
-So when we find ya, we want your blood
-Here we go with the shit, "trying to find him" again, "Oh when we find him..." You goddamn haven't found, you couldn't find your fucking asshole if your fucking butt wasn't connected to it! Buncha fucking white-ass honkeys, man, ya can't find shit, stupid bastards
-I wanna meet you... Definitely, I don't think you got the fucking balls
-You haven't found anybody anywhere, anytime. You never have given out his correct address, his fucking right-on description, or a car, or nothing. You got some fucking bullshit info... Ha, you haven't done shit with him!
-We didn't find you yet? We really didn't find you the first time?
-When was the first time, huh? When was the first time? Hey, why don't you give out his, his address and what he looks like, and his car and all that fucking information, goddamn, you got somebody there, I dunno who, but go ahead and get all that shit outta you, why don't you go over there and knock on his fucking door man, ya, ya think ya know where he's at and all this shit...

[Casey Kasem]
See, when you come out of those up-tempo goddamn numbers, man, it's impossible to make those transitions, and then ya gotta go into somebody dying...
Goddammit if we can't come outta a slow record, I don't understand it...
Why are we doing these instrumentals? Cause we got em?
I don't understand it

[Lecturer, Kasem & (Operator)]
This is also nothing new
I don't understand it
This is also nothing new
I don't understand it
([?] cocksucker!)
I think that people read more into the music than is really there...
Will somebody find out the goddamn answer?
In the '50s, they considered it vulgar and despicable to have songs like "Teach Me Tonight," "Let's Do It" by Cole Porter, "All of You" by Cole Porter—those were considered euphemisms for something dirty
Who gives a shit?
Some vulgar, dirty act
Diddly shit!
The Kingston Trio sang a song that used the word "damn". It was banned on the radio
Goddammit!
In the '60s, there was a song called "Louie Louie"...
Goddammit!
...it was played upside backwards...
Goddammit!
...every way they could play it looking for the dirty message
Goddammit!
They never found the dirty message. The FCC was brought in
Oh, fuck!
Uh, in the '70s, people went through the same period, looking for the dirtiness of the song

[Lecturer & Crowd]
SATAN!...HAIL, SATAN!
I- HAIL!
I- HAIL!
I really don't think that the Satanic message is there...

[Kasem & Operators]
Go out and fucking find him, man
Snuggles
Be prepared to meet your Maker...
Fuck...
-I'm after your ass, boy
-Aaah, sounds like one of those gay Bay boys...
...Snuggles
Definitely. Meet me at Mohr Lane and, uh, Monument, I'll personally meet you
Fuck...
You'll see me-
...Snuggles
-I'll be wearing a red and white baseball cap, says "ABC Auto Parts" on it...
OK-
...Can't miss me, son
OK-
Oh, he sounds like a real fancy dresser now, doesn't he, ha, ha?
OK-
I'm gonna whup your fucking ass

OK, I want a goddamn concerted effort to come out of a record that isn't a fucking up-tempo record every time I do a goddamn death dedication! It's the go-last goddamn time - I want somebody to use his fucking brain to not come out of a goddamn record that is, uh, that, that's up-tempo and I gotta talk about a fucking dog dying!

That guy gets himself into so much shit!
-...stupid shithead again...
-Who knows? He might be the straightest kid in town
Boy, is this fucking ponderous, man
Ponderous, fucking ponderous
Eat shit and die, Richard!
"This is American Top 40, right here on the radio station you grew up with Music Radio 138..." Oh, fuck!

[CB Operators]
Oh, fuck you, Liz...
-Well, fuck you too, Richard
-Aw, fuck you, Liz!
-Fuck you too, Richard!
-You'd like to, yeah wouldn't ya?
-Oh, I have such nice kids, though