This is YouTube again! Make it shareable so we can spread the video. I mean, what are they going to do to you at NPR?
Sent by Grendel | 12:15 PM | 7-25-2008
OK I just lost it. You are all so awesome. Thanks.
Sent by Susie @rangersusie | 12:16 PM | 7-25-2008
I want Mike Pesca to make me some pancakes. So rakish, so charming with the flipping.
Sent by Matthew Trisler, Radio-Sweethearts.com | 12:29 PM | 7-25-2008
Sent by Carey | 1:17 PM | 7-25-2008
Sent by Sarah Lee @faerirose | 2:06 PM | 7-25-2008
Was that supposed to be funny?
Anyway, thank God it's gone and we can get back to radio, this has been the sh$%#iest year ever for listening to NPR.
Sent by Mark Batisah | 3:27 PM | 7-25-2008
I can't believe this; I finally found something really good to listen too, and on NPR! Who would have believed that! I will miss all the good quality broadcasting that came from you guys and I will miss all of you :-(
Sent by Steve | 3:42 PM | 7-25-2008
Okay, that made me cry. Sniff.
Sent by April | 4:23 PM | 7-25-2008
Who are you people and why all the fuss?
Sent by Libby | 5:21 PM | 7-25-2008
Sent by Nathan in Holland | 6:23 PM | 7-25-2008
The BPP at their best!
Sent by Julie in North Carolina | 11:03 PM | 7-25-2008
That was great. I'm really going to miss the BPP. Good luck and let us know where you all land....maybe Cincinnati?
Sent by Michelle | 4:20 AM | 7-26-2008
My mother always told me one thing growing up, and I think it applies very well to the diverse tastes found on the web.
If you can't find something nice to say, just hold your tongue. Move on, go to something you like, but there really is no need to pollute our space with your negativity.
I loved this show, and a lot did.
The wrose part is, with a little business plan, some good marketing salespeople, you guys/gals should have gone private. It would have worked, I tell ya...
Sent by Mathieu Raymond | 9:23 AM | 7-28-2008
Bye guys. I hate "wait, wait don't tell me", but I downloaded it to hear alison. I went to my itunes and hit the "update podcast" button for the BPP just out of desperation, nostalgia, hoping against hope. Nothing happened. It's done.