If you liked the Jerry Springer Show, you loved Thursday night’s Republican insult rodeo and masa-cree: Tonight’s guest explains how she loves her boyfriend, in spite of his short fingers.
I’ve long said that the folks who disparage the fifties didn’t live through them. If, setting aside the real blight of Jim Crow, you believe we’ve made progress since then, try to picture candidate Dwight Eisenhower assuring the nation about the dimensions of his marriage tackle.
If there are any Republican “debates” left — and Gawd I hope there aren’t — Jerry should conduct them. Perhaps with help from Don Rickles.