I Survived The Howard Stern Show
Generally I would like to keep my distance from Howard Stern. We are polar opposites. Guy is worth over half a billion dollar and does not give one flying fuck about sports. Really he doesn’t give a fuck about anything. The guy is literally just here to entertain and keep his audience engaged and make tens of millions of dollars a year.
So you can obviously understand my immediate nerves Monday morning when my buddy Swi was like “Dude Howard just put your rant on the waves…” Instant reaction is that I’m getting bodybagged in front of millions of live listeners. That SiriusXM is digging me a grave while Howard delivers the euology because sports are dumb and I shouldn’t care that much.
Turns out I was wrong AGAIN. Turns out Howard found it entertaining as evidenced by his L-O-L at the 34 second mark. And listen I’m certainly not trying to be a one trick pony here but 3 weeks ago I was selling dental insurance. Today I’m blogging about how Howard Stern used my emotional fragility to make a few people laugh. Say what you want because at this point I’ve heard it all. Trust me. So if the cherry on top after every slack jaw hillbilly calls me psycho is Howard Stern laughing then guess what? I’m eatin fucking cherries.