On my version of this page the story is followed by a "Related Video" titled "Woman found shot in Scarborough driveway." Bury the lede much, Wonkette?
As a four term Congressman, Joe will eventually get a small pension, but not until he's 65. His "journalism" job is by far the big piece of cush.
Wondering the same ... really odd juxtaposition of JS & his lackey; but appropriate to the "balls out" blurb. Thankfully, those bad boys are covered...with some polyester blend of a rather strange hue - the kind of pants one wears when golfing on Martha's Vineyard.
If you really want to feel stabby, think about how much money Joe makes, between his cushy "journalism" job and his congressional pension. I think he should be fired . . . into the sun.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, bathwater not baby, 'k?
On my version of this page the story is followed by a "Related Video" titled "Woman found shot in Scarborough driveway." Bury the lede much, Wonkette?
Butt ugly pumpkin pants and lace shoes with no sox (gross!).
That's all we need to know about that!
Was that video of Wesley Lowery being arrested taken in Missouri or Iraq?
I love how that pic of his sidekick - uh, what's her face - is in the background.
As a four term Congressman, Joe will eventually get a small pension, but not until he's 65. His "journalism" job is by far the big piece of cush.
Coincidentally, I hate Scarborough.
Can someone please explain what on earth is going on in that second photo that Trix used?
I would watch Moring Joe if Scarborough would get tear gassed at least once a day.
Wondering the same ... really odd juxtaposition of JS & his lackey; but appropriate to the "balls out" blurb. Thankfully, those bad boys are covered...with some polyester blend of a rather strange hue - the kind of pants one wears when golfing on Martha's Vineyard.
Assumes facts not in evidence: That Scarb knows who John Locke was.
If you really want to feel stabby, think about how much money Joe makes, between his cushy "journalism" job and his congressional pension. I think he should be fired . . . into the sun.