Most of you have never heard of this shreiking rhesus monkey, nor the intellectual poo he attempts to fling on a daily basis.
And while I try to keep this site apolitical (‘bag hunters of all persuasions are welcome to join the collective douche mocking and hottie oggling), I realized that to call this narcissistic prancing self-hating windup toy of neurotic dysfunction and deep Freudian issues "political," would be like calling a Kardashian a "thespian."
This meandering buffoon screams for a living on the teevee, having finally found a profitable way to channel his daddy hatred. Substitute "government" for "Father who didn't love me enough" and you'll diagnostic the problem with nary a need to take an intro psych course.
