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It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

It’s Elcott……the Next Step!… Dr. Ed Elcott brings on special guests Beans Halberstam and Bobbie and Steve Dooley. The Overlords are not happy.

Ted Bell Gets Rained Out At The US Open! Click Here For His Blog!                               Can't see? Get a BSP!
.......and I invite you to Ted's of Beverly Hills, since 1975...with a one year pause to get our books together and do some remodeling...Ted's has been serving up the best steaks in..well, the world! From our Porterhouse for two to our Filet's, New York's, Kansas City's and Baseballs' we've got it all. When we say we want to put our meat in your mouth what we mean is we want you to eat our steak. It doesn't mean what some filthy minded morning show disc jockeys have said it means.....and you know what I'm talking about. When I say I want to slide my meat into your mouth and watch your eyes pop out of your head and hear you mumble with delight I mean we are proud of our slow-cooked Prime Rib and all the entrees. And you talk about side dishes. Roasted asparagus, cabbage and garlic mashed potatoes, basil carrots, the dry, garlic beans that have become a favorite and so very many more that have nothing to do with sticking meat in your mouth, so please clean your mind up. Our Prime Rib Room is our lounge. It's called the Prime Rib Room because that's where we used to slow cook our prime rib until we expanded after my father was hospitalized for acute alcoholism and I was able to begin to put my stamp on the place. I kept the name "Prime Rib Room" because I couldn't get anyone to call it The Bell Bar. They wanted to remember it the way it was when my father was sober. So, instead I invented...that's right...INVENTED...the Ted..a Captain Morgan's and Coke. I also INVENTED wrapping tin foil around a baked potato and I was the one that said "Don't you think these steak knives would cut better if the edges were serrated?" And by the way on any given night you might see a movie or television star having a quiet cocktail in our Prime Rib Room although, as I'm sure you've guessed, you won't be allowed near them unless you and I reach an understanding. Join us won't you. Family friendly (to a point) and the food is out of this world (to a point) Ted's of Beverly Hills!! (Located in Beverly Hills)
....and a new Uncensored Pre-Show rant "Bin Laden and the Brain Surgeons Trying To Catch Him." Download that bitch too as long as we're on the subject!
I was on the Phil Hendrie show last night and by the way I was passed around the campfire I doubt if I'll ever agree to another appearance. I'm looking at our advertising budget for the rest of the year to see if we can afford to throw money away on his show at a time when most Americans get their dinner from a grabage pail. Last night, as I was attempting to make a point about these crawling punks that text when they drive,             Lousy punk texting while driving I made note of an afternoon when I pulled one of these cheap punks over to the side of the road and told him..and here's the quote..."You keep texting and you'll kill every Christian soul on this freeway." The punk then looked at me with a smirk and said "I'm Jewish." Well when I related the story to Mr. Hendrie and his not-too-swift listeners, people started calling in about my "Christian soul" comment and the fact that "boy" I forced to the side of the road was Jewish and was I an anti-Semite. I said of course I'm not, the "Christian soul" comment was a figure of speech. And then I said "Everyone knows the Westside is crawling with Jews" but not meant in a mean way AND I said the "Christian soul" line I first heard in the movie "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" which was directed by Steven Spielberg.........A Jew! But, I was shouted down, passed around the camp-fire a few more times, given a blanket and told to go sleep in the bed of the truck and "Mule" would give me a ride out in the morning. And I know you don't know what I'm talking about so let's just say it's a distant memory I have from a long ago meeting with members of a certain motorcycle organization.
Uh, I'm Ted Bell. They tell me the cap got put on that well. That's nice. Why I wasn't given the heads up on that is beyond belief. I make it my business to cultivate friends in the media because they are generally people who have a pipeline to what's going on. One of those people is..thank you...Phil Hendrie. And yet I have to log onto his web site to find out BP has capped this thing AND that the price of BP stock has started to climb. I don't care if Mr. Hendrie has a radio show to do or if he has bills to pay or if he has to, you know, as the saying goes, see a man about a dog. When he has potentially lucrative information...strike that...nothing potential about it..when he has lucrative information like this BP well cap and he doesn't have the common decency to punch on his phone and give me a friendly "drop dead" I don't know what. He could have called and farted into the phone, screamed, laughed, thrown the phone out of a moving car. That's how good I am at picking up the cues and reading between the lines. I can hear the sound of a phone being thrown from a car and I know that means BP stock is priced right---jump it, climb it, grunt on it. Sorry for the crudity. But what's crude is me knowing that BP stock was priced right and I didn't strike when I had the chance because Phil Hendrie..of the WORLD FAMOUS PHIL HENDRIE SHOW....decided to let me rot in the Okee-fu-Stupid swamp. I'm Ted Bell
The owner/operator of Ted's Of Beverly Hills is continually at odds with himself: Does he let kids who suffer from cancer sit in his Laker courtside seats thus risking being seen with little, bald freaks or does he just renege on his promise. Either way, Ted's still an asshole. But an asshole we can appreciate because it's all about the only thing thing Ted knows. PR. Ted believes...and who can argue....that anything in this world can be dealt with if you've got good enough spin. .....So, saying it's embarrassing sitting next to a child who has lost hair due to chemo makes sense to Ted. Additionally, those of you familiar with recent shows know that Ted won't be seen next to what he calls "rolly-polly" (since he won't use the politically incorrect 'fat') kids. As Adam Carolla put it on a recent show, if TV adds ten pounds what do you figure a Jumbo-tron adds? And to a fat kid, no less?? Ted has an image to keep up. He's....(pause, pause, pause)......Ted Bell...
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