I just want to say this out loud to every single one of our “news” networks: Enough of Brittney. It’s beyond pathetic that you devote more time to her “crash” than you did to Bhutto’s return to Pakistan and what that might mean to fucking everybody.(Here’s a tip, it was way more newsworthy even if there hadn’t been a bomb, yo.)
I just want to say this out loud to Brittney: Do it again. Run over every single papparazi you can. Then, back up. I can’t even imagine what kind of loser chases people around, invading their privacy, and snapping pics. Sure, you’ll go to prison, but I’m willing to sacrifice a star or two if it means I’ll never again have to see these vultures hovering in front of some b-list star’s auto. I watched that video, and I was wishing it had been his head under that wheel.
I just want to say this out loud to Ezra Klein: Stop letting Matthews treat you like an amusement. You’re a hundred times smarter than he is, and he is lucky to have you on…
I just want to say this out loud to Aunt B: Yuck!
I just want to say this out loud to William, Andy, and RoR: Stop arguing economics with Glen Dean. It’s painful to watch. Seldom have I ever seen a man so desperately clinging to the one book on economics he read like a life-raft in stormy seas. “But, but, its not a pie!”
I just want say this out loud to my daughter: I know you laughed so hard you almost wet yourself when I called that driver an ass-wipe in front of you, but please stop telling everyone you know about it.