Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Unsent Letter: Rachael Ray
Dear Rachael Ray,
It's not your fault that I'm writing you this letter, you're just the straw that broke the camel's back. The celebrity cup has overfloweth and unfortunately, you are spilling over the brim. I'm sick of hearing about you, I'm sick of seeing your stupid face on the cover of magazines and children's books, and I really don't appreciate seeing you plugging your stupid cooking show on Oprah this afternoon (I only watched the show because I was committed to the treadmill during what seemed to be "women's workout hour").
I'm all for making a living, but could you just find another living to make? Perhaps something in the private sector.
Best wishes,
kerowack
P.S. If you were to start incorporating a cute little catchphrase (preferably "Do Me!") which you shouted after you spiced up a stew or something, I'd apologize for sending this letter and instead, focus my attention on the next Survivor winner or some other needless celebrity. ¶ 1:56 PM
Dear Rachael Ray,
It's not your fault that I'm writing you this letter, you're just the straw that broke the camel's back. The celebrity cup has overfloweth and unfortunately, you are spilling over the brim. I'm sick of hearing about you, I'm sick of seeing your stupid face on the cover of magazines and children's books, and I really don't appreciate seeing you plugging your stupid cooking show on Oprah this afternoon (I only watched the show because I was committed to the treadmill during what seemed to be "women's workout hour").
I'm all for making a living, but could you just find another living to make? Perhaps something in the private sector.
Best wishes,
kerowack
P.S. If you were to start incorporating a cute little catchphrase (preferably "Do Me!") which you shouted after you spiced up a stew or something, I'd apologize for sending this letter and instead, focus my attention on the next Survivor winner or some other needless celebrity. ¶ 1:56 PM
