DJ Mabenga (DM): Maayong buntag. Ania naa usab kining atong tulumanong “Makatarunganong Request.” Ug kon taudtaud na kamong nagsunod ning atong kalingawan sa kahanginan, nasuta na tingali ninyo ang padagan nato niani. Usa kini ka request program nga dili mopatukar sa inyong requested kon dili kamo mosulti sa katarungan nganong inyo kining gi-request. Of course, 90 percent sa katarungan gugma. Love at first sight to the passing away of a loved one. Mahimong unrequited love, mahimo sang kaliwaan. Love, love, love ang pagbati nga dili ma drawing, heart na lay drawingon. Kon Eraserheads pay pakantahon, “In love na naman si Shirley.” O ania na ang atong first caller. Hello, unsay atong name, sir?
Nyor Gamay (NG): Tag-ana!
DM: Sipat nga tagning og tingug! Wa nay lain—Nyor Gamay!
NG: Bright gyud ka, DJ, da.
DM: Buyag, Nyor, buyag. Nasinati na lang gyud naku ang imong hugyaw nga personalidad. Unsa may ato, Nyor?
NG: Mo request, unsa pa man diay.
DM: Unya makatarunganon kaha nang imong request?
NG: Unya ra, DJ. Pangutan-a sa ko kon unsay request nako.
DM: Aw, sorry, Nyor. Matay, ma excited man gud kog ikay akong ka-istorya. Unsa may imong request?
NG: “Achy Breaky Heart.”
DM: Uy! Sa papa man na ni Mily Cyrus nga si Billy Ray Cyrus. Unsay katarungan para sa maong request?
NG: Nakahibawo ko way connection ang lyrics niani apan tungod ug para kini ni Heart Evangelista nga nag presscon adtong usang adlaw nga giaway siya ni Marian Rivera.
DM: Ha? Wa ko kadungog ana, Nyor, da. Suginly kuno ko ana.
NG: Niingon kunos Heart nga excited siya makaparis si Dingdong. Giingnan siya ni Marian nga, ‘Papatayin ka ng aking mga fans.’ Misumbong si Heart sa iyang mama. Gisugat si Marian sa mama ni Heart nga, ‘Don’t come near my daughter!’ Mi-report si Marian nga gihudlat siya’s mama ni Heart. Mi-ingon si Heart ng nakadawat na siyag death ug asido threat. Ug nga kon di kini moundang mo take silag legal action.
DM: Pagka-ngilnig, Nyor. Sigue, patukaron na nako imong request kay masabligan nya ta diri:
“Achy Breaky Heart”
You can tell the world you never was my girl / You can burn my clothes when I’m gone / Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I’ve been / And laugh and joke about me on the phone // You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone / You can tell my feet to hit the floor / Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips / They won’t be reaching out for you no more // But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / I just don’t think it’d understand / And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / He might blow up and kill this man / Ooo // You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas / Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg / Or tell your brother Cliff who’s fist can tell my lips / He never really liked me anyway / /Oh, tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please / Myself already knows that I’m okay / Oh, you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind / It might be walking out on me today // But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / I just don’t think it’d understand / And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / He might blow up and kill this man / Ooo // But don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / I just don’t think it’d understand / And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart /He might blow up and kill this man / Ooo // Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / He might blow up and kill this man / Ooo // Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart / He might blow up and kill this man / Ooo.