Last night at the gym, someone asked for one of the TVs to be turned to the World Series. The attendant obliged, and cut the Lord High Irrationalist himself, Ed Schultz, off in mid-ignorant, suet-stained rant. It was one of the most wonderful things I had ever seen. The only thing that would have been better would be if another TV had been changed to the Series also, removing the presence of the King of the Blowhards, Bill O'Reilly, from our sight as well.
But the attendants said they could only put one channel on the Series at a time.
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