I am not Frank Rich

What the hell is going on up there, blogowise? These pajama-clad typesters whose PJs may be fire-retardant, but whose posts are obviously not retard-retardant, are disturbing my peace down here.

The latest: A comment made by a man without a pronounceable name to this item by Roger Kimball. Frank Rich filling my shoes? Ha. Let me tell you about Frank. I popped into Frank’s little cubicle one night, drew moustaches on all his Mike Golden, Janet and Pinch pictures and when he came in the next morning, he was so scared he’d be caught with defaced icons that he filled his own shoes. He’s the most nervous man in show biz.

I fear nothing but fear itself. Also hunger. Hunger freaks me out a bit.

Posted 25.10.2010. 0 Kommentare.
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