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Bride of Olbermann

Estrogen Steroid Pencil-neck News is the 1%er of cable networks. They rake in so much cash that even the Mouse leaves them alone in their Bristol, Connecticut gated community. Valued at $50B+ they do as they please and what pleases them is to turn sports into corporate mush. The CG graphics, the bumper "music" (or whatever it is you call that throbbing exclamation point they constantly play when promoting themselves), the "banter" and smack the color guys always lay on each other and the "we are the champions" ethos oozes from the smart box into the brains of young meat heads around the world.

Is it any wonder that these pampered talking (dick)Heads treat the buffoons who watch their insipid, blathering commentary with contempt? Keith Olberman still works there (or is he suspended now - I can't keep up) and now Olberman's bride has been captured au naturel paying a tow-truck company who had the audacity to boost her car. This is how they do it Clock City.


Hey, I've been there, but for me they only took cash or certified check which meant walking 10 blocks across Queens to visit my bank. I didn't insult the poor woman behind the steel cage who collected my money (her life was obviously pretty rough) - I moved out of New York City instead and left the thieving municipal traffic extortion racket behind me.

Comments

D.W.I. said…
Haha! I had not seen that yet. Very good! Always compliment someone behind a glass partition on the their effed up teeth. Klass, baby!

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