KC RADIO, 17th AUGUST, 1998, 9:02am:
"we've found our mystery girl folks! Do you remember that young beauty who graced our highways back in May? we have a name! some of you folks may be disappointed though."
*chuckles*
"Robbie's laughing here, so I'll give you the details *clears his throat* "17-year-old junie monroe comes from a small town in southern Kansas. on her family farm she reared ponies, learnt to milk cows and is a fan of baking pie, Dolly Parton, and the radio."
"this is from a newspaper cutout I have here y'all. from this year! this year! how about that..."
*mumbles in the background*
"what was that rob? say it again?"
"I said she seems like a real country girl."
*laughs* you're right rob, that's right. um...so...that's interesting, now we know her name and all, don't ya think? "
"I have to say me and tish'...it's not what we expected. *background chuckles* she seems kinda plain to me now, not so star-ish. just a simple farm girl."
"that's interesting robbie, it is, I guess, sort of, in a way, the allure, it's been removed.
she's just a girl really. "
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jolie memphis
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