So what came first: the chicken or that old dusted-off egg of a story line about a radio station in a ratings hole? Using a plot that's been worked over like week-old pizza dough, Tasty is slightly less than.

It seems radio station KNUT is at the low end of the listeners' spectrum. Predictably we whip out that old porn movie bromide: sex, sex and more sex over the airwaves. If you had a nickel for everytime you've seen this one, you could buy your own network. One wonders how KNUT got in trouble in the first place. Head D.J. (Hyapatia Lee) has a clever handle like Tasty Tastums. The station manager, played heavily by Jessie Eastern, runs around like a lunatic throwing tantrums and screaming fits. Small wonder, he's being ruled under thumb by an ad agency — Water, Melons & Rinds (will cleaverness never cease?).

Your go-patrol traffic reports are aired by a guy who has Kristara Barrington's mouth surgically attached to the end of his microphone. Throw in a couple of office nymphs —Stacey Donovan and Gail Force, who think cheese spread is a sex position used by dairy farmers —and you've got a station at the top of the arbitron. Well, that's what happens, as if you didn't know.

Tasty is a bland creampuff that looks and is dated. It plays to all tastes with elements of romance squelched on its insistence of the hackneyed in and out close-ups. That shot should be excised from all romantic sequences if taste were a watch word.

Another bit particularly annoying involves Karen Summer as a Valleyite making it with the station's Dr. Fermento. It's a contortionist's dream, a writer's nightmare. "Totally awesome" after the twelfth uttering is a total pain to hear. One clever segment in this Valley Girl of despair, though, is a music video featuring a song parody, "Hit Me With Your Wet Shot."

Other than that, fire away. On sight.