Showing posts with label David Letterman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Letterman. Show all posts

Friday, January 22, 2010



The rights to the original master recording of the Rolling Stones' "Satisfaction" cost NBC 1.5 Million? Well, I guess a couple three clicks on this video might add a few cents more to the bill, eh?

(Not that I give a damn about the comics on the boob tube. But, to cost the network that employs the Olberdouche, now that's sweet.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Jim Treacher, the madly-humorous Hero of Twitter, posts the best "Top Ten" Letterman mockery on the 'net. How do I know? Well, SondraK says so. She also informs that this list was read aloud on-air by Mark Levin and Dennis Miller.

Here's the bottom rung...
10. Get to find out "Worldwide Pants" refers to his breathing
9. Whenever he has trouble performing, he can always count on Paul
8. Stupid Prostate Tricks
7. Pillow talk includes fond remembrances of working with Calvert DeForest
6. "Can Jay do this? Huh? Can Jay do this?"
5. Share in wistful late-life transition from "My girlfriend doesn't understand me" to "My wife doesn't understand me"
Go visit Treacher's to read the rest.

See ya~!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Monday, June 15, 2009

Concerned, he is, with how we 'perceived' his poor little joke...
“And then I was watching the Jim Lehrer ‘Newshour’ – this commentator, the columnist Mark Shields, was talking about how I had made this indefensible joke about the 14-year-old girl, and I thought, ‘Oh, boy, now I’m beginning to understand what the problem is here. It’s the perception rather than the intent.’ It doesn’t make any difference what my intent was, it’s the perception.
Ahh, Dave, that makes it all better. Well, let me 'frame' your intent exactly how I want to frame it:



I guess two sides can play the ‘frame the intent any way we damn well please’ game, eh, Dave? It’s about time we started replying to these bastards in kind. Saul Alinsky would be proud, and damned if I’ll feel ashamed.

If we don’t use and play by the full set of rules our adversaries use, we’ll fail at the game. Can we afford to do that, given the stakes?

Get him. Blood in the water, and all of that.


Saturday, June 13, 2009



I wonder, would this embroglio have stunk more (and caused even higher high dudgeon) if Sarah had taken Piper to the game rather than the obviously interchangeable (in the minds of David Letterman's shrugging defenders) tag team of Willow - Bristol?

Letterman's hateful comedic attacks are something little Piper has to look forward to when her teen years arrive: these guaranteed-to-occur examples of Lefty hates and bromides that they’ve crafted just for Sarah and her family, because of their blind, raving hatred for Sarah Palin.

Since my initial kneejerk post on Letterman's assholery, I've vacillated on whether we should just laugh this off as just another attack on Sarah and her kids; or hold David Letterman as responsible for his comments as Imus was held for his. After listening to Sarah Palin's interview on Good Morning America yesterday morning, I guess we should rise up, and support a squash to this thing, after all.




UPDATE

Chad over at Ace's place has posted contact information for David Letterman's advertisers.

And, FIRE DAVID LETTERMAN! (the petition drive).

Saul Alinsky would be proud.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009



h/t Dan Collins (who makes a joke as well.)


Oh. from here on out, Fuck David Letterman. He's done, finished, no more, over, kaput. Dead to me.

 

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