Sunday after work, I popped open a couple of beers and watched Huckabee on the Fox News Channel.Good ol’ Gov. Mike Huckabee…He has his own show at 8 o’clock on Fox on Sunday nights. Why do I watch it?
My favorite genre of entertainment is unintentional comedy.
While Huck is not as funny as those comedians, Brian “Duhhhhh” Kilmeade, Steve “Whatever You Say, Mr. Ailes” Doocy, and Gretchen “Uber-Vacuous” Carlson on Fox and Friends in the morning...
His show does provides me with a chortle or two.
As I watched, my mind became overcome with a series of random thoughts. Shall I impart them to you? I shall…
First up on the show was Jonathan Krohn. He’s a 13 year old little dweeb who spoke at CPAC on the same bill as Rush “I Downed Three OxyContin and Ate Kirstie Alley for Dinner ” Limbaugh.
Little Johnny has written a book, Define Conservatism. He’s done a plethora of talk shows. He’s been described as a prodigy.
I describe him as a little right-wing shit who is never going to kiss a girl, go to a school dance, or enjoy good ol’ American porn…
As I watched, my mind became overcome with a series of random thoughts. Shall I impart them to you? I shall…
First up on the show was Jonathan Krohn. He’s a 13 year old little dweeb who spoke at CPAC on the same bill as Rush “I Downed Three OxyContin and Ate Kirstie Alley for Dinner ” Limbaugh.
Little Johnny has written a book, Define Conservatism. He’s done a plethora of talk shows. He’s been described as a prodigy.I describe him as a little right-wing shit who is never going to kiss a girl, go to a school dance, or enjoy good ol’ American porn…
I mean, unless it’s porn involving Rev. Ted Haggard and/or Mark Foley.
He’s a semi-professional child actor whose mom found an angle, and on top of that…he plays the cello AND the banjo. Can you say, weenie?
Dude, my advice to you?
Politics can wait. While you’re young…go to a school football game with a hot teen chick, and feel her blossoming boobies underneath the bleachers.
He’s a semi-professional child actor whose mom found an angle, and on top of that…he plays the cello AND the banjo. Can you say, weenie?
Dude, my advice to you?
Politics can wait. While you’re young…go to a school football game with a hot teen chick, and feel her blossoming boobies underneath the bleachers.
If you continue down the path you're on, you’ll end up a bitter old wife beater.
Speaking of which…
The Huckster’s next guest was Denise Brown. Gack!! Blah, blah, I lost my sister. Blah, blah, it hurts. Blah, blah…I need some face time.
Ick. Yeah, it was a tragedy that OJ walked away, but girl?
Speaking of which…
The Huckster’s next guest was Denise Brown. Gack!! Blah, blah, I lost my sister. Blah, blah, it hurts. Blah, blah…I need some face time.Ick. Yeah, it was a tragedy that OJ walked away, but girl?
You are nothing more than a opportunist, and the psychologist in me thinks you were jealous of Nicole.
It’s nice that after her death, you started a foundation that “promotes the awareness” of domestic violence but seriously…
1998 tax records show that your foundation only gave away 3.6% of what it took in. And on average, your group at best, gives back 36%. Pfffffft. Go Away, you suck.
Lastly, during the Huckster’s show, I had an epiphany due to a commercial for the Alzheimer’s drug, Aricept.
I was thinking…Alzheimer’s does have its benefits for both victim and family.
If I had Alzheimer’s Disease, I could have sex with Schmoop and I wouldn’t know that it was her. It would be like having sex with a different woman every night.
I have always thought erroneously that I am a stud muffin, but in this case, at least in my mind, I actually would be!!
And for Schmoop? She could feed me baloney sandwiches every night, and tell me the next day that I had steak for dinner.
It’s a win-win.
Even more so for her because, instead of actually having sex with me, she could tell me that we did and I wouldn’t know any better.
Oh sure, I’d wonder why my balls were engorged, and my prostate was backing up, but hell…
I’d just blame it on a side effect from the Aricept.
Cheers!!
It’s nice that after her death, you started a foundation that “promotes the awareness” of domestic violence but seriously…
1998 tax records show that your foundation only gave away 3.6% of what it took in. And on average, your group at best, gives back 36%. Pfffffft. Go Away, you suck.
Lastly, during the Huckster’s show, I had an epiphany due to a commercial for the Alzheimer’s drug, Aricept.
I was thinking…Alzheimer’s does have its benefits for both victim and family.
If I had Alzheimer’s Disease, I could have sex with Schmoop and I wouldn’t know that it was her. It would be like having sex with a different woman every night.
I have always thought erroneously that I am a stud muffin, but in this case, at least in my mind, I actually would be!!And for Schmoop? She could feed me baloney sandwiches every night, and tell me the next day that I had steak for dinner.
It’s a win-win.
Even more so for her because, instead of actually having sex with me, she could tell me that we did and I wouldn’t know any better.
Oh sure, I’d wonder why my balls were engorged, and my prostate was backing up, but hell…
I’d just blame it on a side effect from the Aricept.
Cheers!!
