Back to the radio, he would take requests and told some of the most unintentionally funny stories. The one I remember, we were driving to my grandmother's house, my mom and I. Kasem retells this story from a girl who wanted, I think, a pair of boots for her birthday. Her father had given her the present to open before school, eluding to the fact that it was the boots. But when she opened them, it was something else entirely. She told him she hated him and wished he were dead, because that's what you're supposed to do when you don't get what you want. She then stormed out of the house and went to school. Later that day, her mom picked her up and told her the father had passed away of a heart attack. When she got home, there was a present on her bed, which contained the boots she wanted. My mother and I busted out in laughter at the ridiculousness of it all.
I hope Casey Kasem is doing well. Below is a video of him losing his shit because some ass played an uptempo record while he was doing a death dedication. He rules.
