From 6 to 10, the dead horse sees no mercy. Nothing is funny in the morning. The morning is a horrible, horrible thing. Who figures that already angry Pittsburghers, up at dawn to drone to unfulfilling jobs or school want this as they sit in rush hour on Grant Street or on any of the vaunted Parkways. If anything, put this crap on after work.
Most people are so happy to leave their jobs they'll enjoy anything, they'll think anything's funny.
And it's easy to just pass the blame on the DJs, but don't blame the dog, blame the owner. These guys are awful. Because they can't listen and think the opposite. Maybe I just don't get it. Maybe exaggerating the intricacies of the Pittsburgh dialect is a hoot.