Eric back From Vacation Yet?
I know Stern was out last week, but I thought the little guy would’ve called in by now. Anyone know where he is?
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I know Stern was out last week, but I thought the little guy would’ve called in by now. Anyone know where he is?
July 20th, 2009 at 3:32 pm
Eric,
Can I go on a date with Kendra?
July 21st, 2009 at 10:49 pm
This week, there was a brief mention of the little bastard. Apparently somebody tried to contact him and his response was something to the effect that he was on vacation and relaxing and recreating and not doing anything show-related. This is, of course, hilarious, as if when he is NOT on vacation, his life is a nothing but sweat and toil in a salt mine or something. His statements imply that his “job” is to listen and call into the Stern show everyday (and, maybe it is, as I suspect that Johnny Fratto does all the stuff he does for ETM in return for ETM calling the show and pimping Johnny’s website). Regardless, we should all be so lucky to have a life where the hardest part is listening to Howard for 5 hours a day AND you get to take a month off in the summer to get away from the alleged grind.
July 23rd, 2009 at 6:44 am
Dead, hopefully.
July 23rd, 2009 at 4:28 pm
The midget’s Twitter feed says that he’ll be back from “vacation” next week and will be able to call into the Stern show. (Or in his words, he’ll be “saving” the show.)
July 27th, 2009 at 1:23 pm
I hope this little bastard stays on a permanent ‘vacation’; everyone who does absolutely nothing each and every day should get away now and then.
As Artie so tactfully states: go fuck yourself, Eric.
July 27th, 2009 at 5:48 pm
No midget today. I guess Howard’s finally gotten tired of his boring ass.
July 28th, 2009 at 9:19 pm
In case anybody missed it, the little bastard called in today. It took him 0.0 seconds to become completely f**king annoying. He mostly argued that it he was, indeed, vacationing for the past month and the rest of his life is NOT a vacation because, of course, a life spent listening to Howard, calling Howard, and enjoying the free crap that his relationship to Howard affords him is akin to climbing down into a coal mine or onto the back of a garbage truck, etc, etc, for 10 hours a day.