NEW YORK—It's a rare thing in the business of 24-hour political pontificating, but every so often the relentless onslaught of inane prattle issuing forth from somewhere in the vicinity of that horrifically manicured hair growth attached to Chuck Todd's face actually manages to congeal into something sensible. Moments like this are quite rare! And so it's an occasion worth noting when what amounts to the Halley's Comet of professional punditry comes circling around the beltway in one of its trademark 76-year appearances. Here's what
Seriously, this is not makin me look any better with the GF, tone this shit down until after valentine's day Barry!
Nigella can get it, to put it politely. I do wonder wtf her hubby does for a living that he's always home before dark?
sourdough indeed.
Ahhh, the not-so-merry wives of Gingritch