Yeah. I mean to write this one before...probably before I got involved in that thing you guys like to call a relationship again. So I could probably like throw out some lewd non innuendo at Robin Quivers like a naked care giver with a fetish and lots of strapons and sexual decompressants all over my vest....kinda like a suicide bomber but I'm here to make it a white macadamia nut shake and I found a few holes that need to get the works.
Yeah I know I put Howard Stern in the title. Cool, I like the show, and he had kept that shit real for a long fucking time....I have listened for about twenty years off and on. He makes a bunch of nobodies famous too which is nice since well...their lives have to suck outside that celeb treatment. Then he portrays himself as being a pretty agoraphobic and nearly misanthropic character...which damn,...riches and fame never changed? That's keeping your character. And I'm not being a facetious asshole there, keeping it real here.
This guy kept his folks with him and took heat for doing whatever he wanted....but it turned out its what the people wanted too, so fuck it. You both win. He got all these guys that work for him that need to get a grip and be thankful for being taken along...save some money assholes...without Howard I hope you got some talent...cause if no.....well your fucked. Maybe literally since I mean...gay for pay....dont have to be gay if you like it right? That would be pointed at some of the would be interns anywhere else let alone in Hollywood or other huge media conglomerate environments.
Not even going to touch the wack pack in detail....It's charity though I assure you. And never think this is kissing ass, I doubt anyone from the Stern show will ever see this shit fuck if I care too. Just pointing out, the guy got a bad rep...and yet he did what he needed to to be fucking huge. And in fact does stuff that helps people and isn't too bad a guy...he's about what Id expect from a guy in his sixties from New York for fuck sake.
Now though....this ones running long right? But you know the above is all cool and all but the real meat and potatoes of this one is really getting it out there that I wanna get a date with Robin. Yeah...since I was what eighteen? Come on now...its ok Robin I love chocolate and I can show ya what you been missing from all the men not from these woods down south...wont even go into details about that....and you ain't even gotta have a big bootie....I can deal with that for you. You dont even have to pay for the date long as they accept visa and its not over twelve fifty for the main course.
But I digress...as always....and yes I still want to do all the things they make songs about doing to Robin...still...if someone see this send me a mail so I can come show Robin some great white hope.....maybe a side of donut holes....with cream filling....hers not mine...the holes....not the...wait...fuck it whatever.
This guy kept his folks with him and took heat for doing whatever he wanted....but it turned out its what the people wanted too, so fuck it. You both win. He got all these guys that work for him that need to get a grip and be thankful for being taken along...save some money assholes...without Howard I hope you got some talent...cause if no.....well your fucked. Maybe literally since I mean...gay for pay....dont have to be gay if you like it right? That would be pointed at some of the would be interns anywhere else let alone in Hollywood or other huge media conglomerate environments.
Not even going to touch the wack pack in detail....It's charity though I assure you. And never think this is kissing ass, I doubt anyone from the Stern show will ever see this shit fuck if I care too. Just pointing out, the guy got a bad rep...and yet he did what he needed to to be fucking huge. And in fact does stuff that helps people and isn't too bad a guy...he's about what Id expect from a guy in his sixties from New York for fuck sake.
Now though....this ones running long right? But you know the above is all cool and all but the real meat and potatoes of this one is really getting it out there that I wanna get a date with Robin. Yeah...since I was what eighteen? Come on now...its ok Robin I love chocolate and I can show ya what you been missing from all the men not from these woods down south...wont even go into details about that....and you ain't even gotta have a big bootie....I can deal with that for you. You dont even have to pay for the date long as they accept visa and its not over twelve fifty for the main course.
But I digress...as always....and yes I still want to do all the things they make songs about doing to Robin...still...if someone see this send me a mail so I can come show Robin some great white hope.....maybe a side of donut holes....with cream filling....hers not mine...the holes....not the...wait...fuck it whatever.
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