Aug 09, 2006 13:29
Dear goddamn cocksuckin' CBS,
Do you think this fuckin' brilliance grows on trees? I'm Bob fuckin' Barker: Greatest game show host of all time. How do you expect me to go out there on a daily basis and make the Price Is Right the greatest game show of all time with no B-shaped jacuzzi? B is for Bob FUCKERS!!! Sure it's easy to sit in your plush offices and say what I do is easy but I'd like to see you down on that sound stage holding that tiny fuckin' microphone. I've got arthritis, damnit. haven't you heard of lapel mics? I have better things I could be doing with my hands. Cheap cheap cheap cheap cheap cheap cheap cheap cheap dirty, backstabbing, blood thirsty cocksuckers.
I'm not a push over like Chuck Norris. Walker Texas Ranger is a friggin' pussy. You hear that, CBS: HE'S A PUSSY! Just because you stuck me with that goddamn black announcer doesn't mean you've found yourself a new whipping boy. Go pick on Ray Ramano or someone else from your generic, safe family shit-coms.
Give me my goddamned jacuzzi or I'm outta here.
Yours,
Bob
(P.S. - Help control the pet population. Have your pets spayed or neutered!)