Flynn, in yet another drunken stupor, sent a number of seductive self-photographs to the brewery's national headquarters, along with her theatrical resume, in hopes of landing a job as a model for their new marketing campaign.Flaw numero uno: In every photo, Flynn was holding a bottle of Miller Lite.
Flaw numero dos: Flynn sent her correspondence to the Old Milwaukee headquarters.
We caught up with Flynn at P.J. Leahy's pub in Long Island City, where she was mixing Guinness and Hoegaarden in a plastic pitcher and regaling patrons with Paddy Irishman jokes. When questioned about the photo incident, Flynn merely quipped, "Oh, who the hell cares? I'm a Budweiser girl anyways!"
Flynn then body-slid onto the table where five regulars were playing beer pong.
Oh, Deirdre...what would Captain Pabst have to say about all this?
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