“How cold was your tushy?” Elliot Segal asks a woman calling in to his radio show on a January morning just days after she gave birth on her freezing driveway. “So you showed your bagoon to the whole neighborhood!” he declares with jocular bemusement, seemingly coining a new euphemism for female anatomy.
With that crass remark, Segal’s co-host of 23 years, Diane Stupar Hughes, demands that he apologize to the caller. But he doesn’t. It’s likely no one really expects him to.