An open letter to Mike Rowe, wherein I challenge him to the dirtiest job around.Got something to say about it? Email the Free Times.
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27 comments:
hahaha, lovve it...........
You are making me horny.
Let me see if I've got a dirty job or two I can do around here...
From the Antipodes!
People are asking "Is America ready for this?"
So many offers he can't refuse...
I'd like to be be Steve Rowe just long enough to take Erin up on this offer.
Hey Erin, I'm a musician, I'm pretty dirty.
And I've got beeeeer !!!!
"Or maybe watch a tape of you raking duck shit with my own Dearly Beloved. "
Pure fucking Shakespeare.
OXYGEN!
I need some OXYGEN over here.
Oops. There goes Indonesia...
you used my word i saw. "chillax" hahaha
If Mr. Rowe doesn't respond, you still have me. And my dick isn't cheesy. ;)
I hope it works. It would make for a much better episode than making those drains or cleaning up after geese.
He needs some new material, and he should recognize your desire to rescue his show from the mundane.
If not, I am always available to get dirty-filthy.
I ain't skeered.
Good Gawd. I laughed until I pissed. Blood.
Nice job! Hope it works! If not, I volunteer to e Mike's dirty, dirty stunt double.
Mmm. I love a woman who understands the value of personal fermentation. Skip those showers, babe!
First off, I haven't heard from the dirty man himself yet. I'll keep you posted. But it's nice to know I've got a few options available to me if Rowe turns down the offer.
Truth: I got "chillax" from fellow blogger Bostick. And the term 99-pound 20-year-old is a nod to another blogger who may or may not care to reveal himself. Seeing as how everyone has assimilated 'eff' into their vocabulary, I didn't think y'all would mind.
Thanks to everyone who spent time with my very first print column. I love you guys!
WHEW! Share the O2 Dongly..share the O2 man!
I liked your column watched his show last night, he was handling a stingray, I thought Doh!
Hilarious!!!
Hot.
*rolls in seawater and machine grease*
This is all well and good (though maybe not so much emphasis on the "good", and maybe a slight leaning toward "dirty"... though, in fact, in a good way), how is he supposed to read this? Did you email it to him? You talk big, little missy, but where's the pudding?
And why are you never on your stickam anymore? I have things to chat with you about! Well, maybe not really. But you're funny and I wanna bask in it.
I did indeed forward the "open letter" to Mike Rowe, at least as best as I could. Here is the text I left with Discovery.com:
If possible, please forward the following link to Mike Rowe. This column ran in Cleveland's local independent weekly paper, the Free Times:
http://www.freetimes.com/story/4135
Much thanks, Erin O'Brien
So there, Mr. Star Gazer Smarty Pants. I will let everyone know if I here so much as one peep from Mike *sigh* Rowe.
Also, per request, I will set up an ErinCam! session soon and will make a point to get online with an impromptu sessions as well.
I expect everyone to be ready to smack their asses right along with me when I do.
Sweet, subtle, entrance O'Brien. Job well done!
Erin is the rainy day woman!!
My gawd, woman! I adore you! I worship you! I wanna write like you. I wanna be you. (Especially if Mikey takes you up on your offer.)
Uh...sorry. Didn't mean to scare ya. I swear...I won't boil your pet rabbit or anything like that.
You are truly an artist my dear. Only you could make such pure filth sound wholesome. I am filled with awe and applaud loudly...
Erin, please help me out. I heard there was an article or podcast here about 118 ways to use a banana, but I don't see any recipes (except for zucchini or something).
XO,
-P
that was the hottest comeon ever honey - i'm inspired.
Erin, I am very proud.
However, I noticed something that I cannot let stand.
You said, "y'all.
Ummm....okay....
I know you live in Broadview Heights, which is a fair piece south of your childhood stomping grounds in Lakewood.
But darling, it isn't far south enough for you to start saying "y'all." Plus, you have a Cleveland accent, and "y'all" in a Cleveland accent sounds...well...wrong. Very wrong.
What are you gonna do? Paint a rebel flag on the side of your mini-cooper and get a mullet? Get a "3" tatoo to honor Dale Earnhardt? Start listening to Toby Keith CD's?
You're brilliant, darling. You are, and your column is going to make you a celebrity in Cleveland. But this "y'all" business cannot be allowed to last.
wow. good job.
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