Erin Hannon
Kelly Erin Hannon (May 1, 1982) is a fictional character from the U.S. comedy television series The Office. She is the office receptionist for the Scranton branch of Dunder Mifflin, a position previously held by Pam Halpert before she (briefly) left the company.
Erin is portrayed by Ellie Kemper. She is an original character, although her closest equivalent in the British version of the series would be Mel the receptionist, who appears briefly in The Office Christmas specials, as Dawn Tinsley's replacement.
Biography
Erin Hannon is the receptionist hired to replace Pam Halpert (after Kevin's brief stint in the job) in "Dream Team". She first appears in "Michael Scott Paper Company", and is referred to by her middle name, Erin, to differentiate herself from Kelly Kapoor. Although at times rather intellectually challenged, with her cheerful, silly demeanor, and childlike naïveté, Erin is usually the most consistently nice, optimistic Dunder-Mifflin employee. Contrasting with her predecessor, Pam Halpert, she not only loves being a receptionist but admires her coworkers including Michael Scott and Dwight Schrute.
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by Joell Ortiz
Iron On You
by: Joell OrtizThese little groupies talk nigga
That's how you feel home boy?
You don't want them kind of problems
I'm tryna tell you man, no you don't
You don't want that
I'ma do this on joint
And I ain't talking no more, word to my mother
Beef is real on my side of town
Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around
Beef will provide all them siren sounds
And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down
Beef will have you relocating
But we gonn catch up to you lil homie
We so patient
Beef's what you don't want with me
No money on your head, get it for free
I hope you keep iron on you
I hope you keep iron on you
You niggas act tough running round with all them guards
Reach faggot niggas, y'all ain't hard
I hope you keep iron on you
I hope you keep iron on you
And know that
Y'almost got me fucked up
I'm hood I will fuck y'all up
I'm signed to one nigga
That's signed to jimmy nigga
And run with 3 niggas that can't be touched
But it ain't about all them bars now
I'm tryna let you know who I are now
This rapshit is y'all dudes' dream
This shit make my street dough clean, you get it
I had dirty money coming in
Cucci,... had my dudes put that stuff in the pen
I waas really in that comfort end
Bazooka chew, I was bubbling
I'm a product of the gutter fam
No bank accounts, nike box and thick rubber bands
Before rap I was the people's champ
Nothing less then a 9 on that diesel stamp
Yeah new jacks on the block, gotta get the heading on
To move crack in my spot
I was boot camping that pot
It go in there soft come out hard as a rock
Leave me out all them rap beefs
Cause I ain't fin the right rhymes, I'ma crack teeth
On camera, y'all some mean goons
But a bunch of powerpuff girls in these green rooms, ha ha ha ha
My finger itching on that trigga, y'all verified on twitter
I'm verified by real niggas
And they don't has tag, they toe tag
Have me send a dm to your folk's pad
Can't walk through new york without a hoe
Or a chick tryna have me to herself for a half hour
I'm so not hard to find
I'm in the north side all the time
Beef is real on my side of town
Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around
Beef will provide all them siren sounds
And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down
Beef will have you relocating
But we gonn catch up to you lil homie
We so patient
Beef's what you don't want with me
No money on your head, get it for free
I hope you keep iron on you
I hope you keep iron on you
You niggas act tough running round with all them guards
Reach faggot niggas, y'all ain't hard
I hope you keep iron on you
I hope you keep iron on you