Sun, 28 January 2007 Packed, Packed, Packed. That's the only word that really summarizes this show. But I will say, the music - Wow!
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Here's your essay: In eighth grade, I was named the Editor in Chief of the Marlboro Middle School newspaper, the Hawker. I took that experience and 3-years later was named the Editor-in-Chief of the Freehold Township High School newspaper, the Patriot Press. In college, I was editor of a literary magazine, named Intertext. Links available on the website. Yes, deep down kids, I guess one of the many careers that I would have liked to have tried was to have been a tried-and-true, deep on the beat, journalist. But, once again, I think I would have been let down about what my expectations were of the job from the perspective of an adult and that of a child. Journalists, like everyone else, have the same faults, the same personality flaws, the same lack of ethics as anyone else. This is especially true when you hear the story of "The Money Honey" Now, I never watch CNBC. I have as much financial acumen as Lindsey Lohan at a spelling bee. Don't get me wrong, I like to put money in the safe, long term investments, like my MCI stock that is gonna come through some day, as long as I keep holding on to it. But generally, I don't really pay too much attention to the industry that is the financial news. Maria Bartiromo, aka "Money Honey," is the most recognizable face on financial news channel CNBC. Over the past few years, she seems to have grown close--some would say uncomfortably close--to the former head of Citigroup's global wealth management group, Todd S. Thomson, proving that all guys named Todd aren't completely apathetic in regard to their sheckels. To quote Gawker.com and I certainly don't want to be accused of plagiarizing when I'm beating on someone else's ethics, but all would've probably passed unnoticed if Citigroup hadn't gotten its boxers in a bunch over a private jet trip that Thomson and Bartiromo took home from Hong Kong last year--a trip that Thomson had arranged so that Bartiromo could speak to Citigroup clients in Hong Kong and Shanghai. To fly on the plane, Bartiromo had to bump "several" Citigroup bankers from the flight. In other words, Thomson wanted the two of them to be alone. All alone. CNBC reportedly reimbursed Citigroup for a fraction of the costs of the private jet and having to purchase commercial airline tickets for the bumped bankers. Jeez, I can just imagine the horror for these bankers. Here they expected to be flying a major flight from Hong Kong to wherever their Fortress of Solitude, and they have to fly home commercial next to some kid watching Wonder Pets on a DVD player. Two weeks in a row of the Wonder Pets. That show is still stuck in my head. What's gonna work team work. Please someone just shoot me. Gawker goes on to tell us that Thomson was fired this week for that and other allegations of impropriety, including having Citigroup sponsor a program on the Sundance Channel for $5 million. The proposed host? Bartiromo. The two have also sat on a Leadership Advisory Board together at the Wharton School of Business since 2005 (Thomson reportedly recommended Bartiromo), and have presented at conferences together there. Now, I love Gawker. Great website, but frankly, I think they the let the Money Honey off the hook, because this story really gets me riled up. Here's why: I could care less whether Maria Bartiromo is an attractive woman. Doesn't do a thing for me, really. I could care less that she shows more cleavage than Elizabeth Hurley painting her toenails, hold-up wait a second mental image fellas, ok where were we - ok - the fact of the matter is that she is supposed to be a unattached, impartial observer of events, and when she is riding with a big-wig on a billion hour flight to Hong Kong, and having her career pushed harder than Elizabeth Hurley painting her toenails - oh sorry, still stuck with that mental image having her career pushed harder than a Service Contract at Best Buy is just wrong. Appearance of impropriety? Appearance of impropriety? No this isn't an appearance, this is improper. Flat out. Did you know that she has Citibank stock? I wonder how that affects her reporting. I don't care that the rules of journalism or of finance have provided Ms. Bartiromo an ability to disclose that she has 1,000 shares of Citibank stock, and the culture of the financial and journalism world says that is ok. The fact of the matter is that if Ms. Bartiromo has an ability to influence the buying and selling of Citi-bank stock, then no amount of disclosure is going to ever make her credible to me. More importantly, the fact that a major financial reporter is even telling you that she has so much stock in a company is an implied advertisement that you and I should go ahead and buy that stock, thereby pushing up the price. What's interesting is that so far, Bartiromo appears to be unscathed Indeed, as TV Newser points out, "Maria Bartiromo is a living, breathing promotion for CNBC." Well, that's a shame. Maria has even gotten the nickname "The Money Honey" trademarked. Yeah, this isn't so she can put it out on t-shirts, but so she has the right to sue someone else who tries to use her inane branding, and is it just me but was Walter Cronkite concerned about his branding? Of course not, the only word that should matter to a journalist is credibility and, when a reporter is more concerned with their image than how it affects the impartial nature of their reporting, then the credibility of the entire network needs to be called into question. While, the Money Honey is nice eye candy, she is not some bimbo reading the teleprompter about the weather. Lets be clear, CNBC is on at the Wall Street Firms in the same way that ESPN is on at Hooters, and for some strange reason, people listen to her. But when the Money Honey is hanging out with, and doing who knows what with, and having personal interest in a companies best interest, then her reporting is as lopsided as her breasts in her Vera Wang gown. Compare this story to good ol Suzy Wetlauer and Jack Welch. Mr. Welch, the former CEO of G&E, lost half of his fortune because of his dalience with Ms. Wetlafer while she was doing an interview with him for the Harvard Business Review in 2002. I wonder what Suzy and Jack's advice would be for Maria? People who don't study history are doomed to repeat it, I guess. and frankly, what is the deal with these financial folks. Jeez, you'd think with all of this money they'd have half a brain in their personal lives. Speaking of personal lives, both the Money Honey, and her Teddy Bear from Citibank are both married, and while I don't know anything happened between them, but if I were either of their sp0uses, I think that its time to start selling that stock short. At the end of the day, I have no idea what this famous talking head was doing in that airplane, and I certainly will n ot head down the road or make any headway into that discussion or even infer anything from the headlines, and I will leave any thought of what they were doing left to your own sick and twisted imagination in your own head. But at the end of the day, there is something really distasteful about this story. There is distasteful about a reporter becoming the story rather than reporting on the story itself, and maybe sometimes we forget that reporters, like everyone else, have the same issues and the same faults we all do. Frankly, I'm still not over my Fraternity brother Marv Albert putting on women's clothing and biting people but to each their own, and maybe we should just recognize that all of these so called experts are just who they are - just people, and their opinion should have no more gravitas than some guy spouting off from a computer in his basement. As for me, I resigned from being Editor in Chief of my high school newspaper when I realized that it got me no closer to getting a date for the Senior Prom, but what did get me a date? Well, not all stories need be reported.
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Sun, 21 January 2007 Every once in awhile, the show just comes together. We had a tribute to a Toddshow Icon, and an interview with a two-year old. We also had some great music from: You can download the show here Go over to Godaddy, and get your domain name! And here's your essay... I don't know if it's the generation gap. I don't know what it is, but in so many ways, I just have a profound respect for the Greatest Generation - my grandparents generation. Maybe I just respect what they did during their time on this planet, facing odds and circumstances that I couldn't even begin to fathom. This past week, we lost one of the greatest of the greatest generation. He didn't put a flag on the side of a mountain, or through spitballs at Hitler, but he did something that in a lot of ways, I appreciated more than any kind of act of physical bravery. Art Buchwald made people laugh. I was in high school when I first discovered Art Buchwald, and I was immediately taken. If you never read any of his stuff, then you must It is laugh-out-loud funny. While I never agree that often with Senator Ted Kennedy, other than his belief that two olives are better than one, I do indeed agree with his claim that Art Buchwald is the Mark Twain for our generation. So, Mr. Buchwald, I don't know where you are now. I'm sure you've already written a column giving Gabriel some crap about his wings, but this one is for you. Commercials are a funny thing. They make you buy things you don't need, like stuff to make your floors brighter, your hamburgers tastier, and your car go faster, and sometimes the commercials aren't even inbetween the portions of the television show, sometimes the commercials are in fact, the show itself. This past week, Keith Olbermann once again got his name out of the sports pages and into the front pages for criticizing the Keifer Sutherland's magnum opus, the Fox mega-hit 24, as a propaganda tool for the war in Iraq, and our current foreign policy. However, if you're like me, you're probably flicking through MSNBC on a nightly basis, and heading through the 600-million basic cable channels to rest on something far more nutritious - like the Wonder Pets. Wonder Pets. Wonder Pets, we're on our way. Those kid songs really stick in my head! So as a public service to the listeners of the JTS, and in an effort to join in the collective horse flogging of Keith Olberman and 24, we here at the JTS want to spend a few minutes talking about this. "24" recently had its premier episode for this season. Notwithstanding you can buy the previous seasons of the show at a reduced rate on Cspan's website, and the show has featured John McCain and Michael Skeletor Chertoff and other Republican luminaries, there are aspects of the show that are clearly in line with the Republican way of thinking. In the premier episode, Muslim terrorists lit a nuclear bomb in an American city. Not French terrorists, Not disgruntled teamsters, but who better to take the place of the Universal Bad Guy than our Arab brother's and sisters. Apparently, the Germans and Japanese of WWII, and the Russians of Cold War have surrendered that title. While the ratings for 24 have gone in the complete opposite direction of our current sitting President, Sunday night's two-hour premiere again argued not just that torture is necessary but that it works -- and it's also really exciting to watch. The show as usual made the "ticking time bomb" case for torture: we need to torture a suspect, or else thousands, or millions, will die in the next hour. Where I think Keith Olberman makes a huge mistake is by calling 24 a pro-Republican show, because its not. I don't find it to be left-wing or right wing, what I do find is that 24 is torture porn. It is straight forward S&M for those who think that a good kick to the crotch is the best way to get information out of someone who can't remember. To quote a great comment that I read on the net from a guy named Terry S. "It's interesting that 24 has not featured any blatantly right-wing terrorists (say anti-abortion), nor any blatantly left-wing terrorists (say animal rights). The producers of 24 do not want to alienate either their right-leaning or left-leaning audience. Why? Because that would interfere with their prime-directive: making torture sexy." Torture has got some pretty big backers. Alan Dershowitz, a man that I respect greatly, has been quoted as saying that judges ought to issue torture warrants in the "rare 'ticking bomb' case," and by University of Chicago law professor and federal judge Richard Posner, who has written, "If torture is the only means of obtaining the information necessary to prevent the detonation of a nuclear bomb in Times Square, torture should be used." He added that "no one who doubts that this is the case should be in a position of responsibility." With all due respect to Professor Dershowitz and Judge Posner, are you insane? Our Supreme Court has repeatedly held that confessions based on torture are inadmissible because people will say just about anything in order to have the electric shocks gizmo removed from the testicles. Now fine, I understand that we're at war. But aren't we always at war against something. Isn't selling drugs in a school zone part of the war on drugs? Shouldn't authorities in this situations be able to use war time tactics? This seems like an immediate problem that needs to be dealt with right away. Jeez, how about torturing McDonalds executives to find out what the secret sauce is all about certainly there is a problem with our War on Obesity. What about serial killers? They're certainly entitled to more protections than foreign terrorists. Does anyone see a problem here? As a lawyer, we're taught that words matter, and I agree that there is a difference between domestic crime and terrorism. But lets cut to the chase, the words matter. Terrorists commit murder. Terrorists commit assault. Terrorists commit a whole host of nouns. Whether their 'mens rea' goes to a fundamentalist religious position, or they are just pissed that their wife was sleeping around, it is the act that matters not the motivation. Jack Bauer is lucky, Keifer Sutherland's character, and Fox does a lousy job in explaining this to you. Everytime that Jack cracks a knuckle or bites someone on the jugular, it leads to a good solid lead to prevent a holocaust. In the real world, that doesn't happen. Trust me, TV is just TV. I can't watch law shows, because very rarely does the plucky young associate ever get a referral of a double-leg-off case. I mean take House, another big show on Fox, notwithstanding the fact that someone could make the argument that this too is another show where the capital R rules don't apply if you're getting results, but we'll skip that analogy, too, because my point is that I know doctors that can't watch that show because if they pulled some of his crap, they'd most likely lose their license and go to jail. Ultimately, the problem is that there are people that are in the terror business and in the administration that don't look at 24 as a fantasy, but look to it as a guide book for what should be and that's just wrong. Criminals and terrorists don't have some sort of code of ethics where if you catch them and threaten them that they'll absolutely give you reliable information. Generally, they give you crap, and when that crap is extracted from them through their fingernails, then its even less reliable. I think its fascinating that we have a place like Guantanamo where it is conceded that our government is engaging in processes like sleep deprivation and water boarding in an effort to try to get information out of individuals who have not been in a reliable position to be able to provide information for years, and when history finally sorts this whole mess out, and we do all the math, I think there will be less credible confessions coming out of G-town than successful Britney Spears movie roles. Torture, is, I suppose, an effective method of getting information out of someone where you are 99.9% certain that they have information worth getting, but the Sam's Clubbing of torture by Guantanamo as envisioned by 24 is just plain wrong, and not reflective of the country that we'd want to live in. Truly Fox is in the torture business, because if you really want to watch torture, if you really want to watch sadism, then go no further than some of the nut jobs that are on American Idol. Four hours a week of this crap to find one mildly decent voice? Godspeed Mr. Buchwald, and well done cashing your chips in before another season of Paula Randy and Simon Cowell takes over our airwaves. Because if that's not torture, I don't know what is.
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Sun, 14 January 2007 We're gonna have some big news here in the next week or so, but for now, you're gonna have to enjoy the great music from: With a little Psykosoul thrown in for good measure Download the show right here, right now: And here's your essay:
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Sun, 7 January 2007 First, a big smack on the back of the neck of the Wall Street Journal for this story. Second, great, great music from:
With intro music from David Henderson and a shout out from Much Ado About Nothing. DOWNLOAD THE SHOW BY CLICKING HERE As promised, here's your audio essay for this week: There are 400 days. There are a mere 400 days or so for you and I to make a very important decision. This decision is one that will affect all of us in ways we haven't even begun to imagine. In 400 days, you and I are going to get to pick a President. But this is a special election, as this is one of the rare occurrences in our country, where there really is no front runner. There is no sitting Vice-President using their remaining time to start their own campaigns. In fact, in this election, with President Bush's approval ratings somewhere near those of broccoli, liver, and lima beans, who ever is running from President is going to back away from the capital "L" legacy of George W. Bush faster than Lindsay Lohan ran to the back door of her AA meeting so she could go scarf some cosmo's before lunch. Indeed, in this election, you and I are given the ultimate tabla rasa, the clean slate, and rather than going down the same old road, the same tired highway of "Has beens and never will-be's", let me suggest that we take this opportunity to really clean out Washington D.C., to really put candidates in there that are going to represent this country in a way that we can be proud, that will heal party lines and to put candidates in there that have a proven record of success and a plan to make America a better place in the future. Ladies and Gentlemen, in the 2008 race for President, we here at the Jersey Toddshow are calling for the one ticket for a better America. Ladies and Gentlemen, I urge you to write in for President the ticket of Donald Trump for President and Rosie O'Donnell for Vice-President. Yes, I understand that they currently hate eachother. But they don't have to like each other to get along. Didn't Bush Sr., call Reagan's economic plans "voodoo economics"? Did Gore and Clinton really get along? Jeez, Gore was stiff and Clinton walked around with a stiffy. No wonder Gore kept his hot daughters away from Clinton. Edwards threw Kerry under the bus so quick after the election, that the Senator from Mass. has tire tracks on his back. And doesn't our current President call the Vice-President, "the meany man who won't let me eat ice cream at my desk?" Presidents and Vice-Presidents don't have to get along, and for two New Yorkers' like Trump and O'Donnell, making fun of his hair, and calling her ugly is just another way of saying "I love you." Indeed, for the good of this country, I believe that the Mr. Trump and the Diva of Morning TV can put aside their differences and successfully co-exist. More importantly, let's analyze why I believe that the Donald and O'Donnell ticket benefits America more than any other potential ticket out there. Vice President O'Donnell. First, what exactly is the role of the Vice-President. For the most part, it's a ceremonial position. A lot of State funerals and dinners. Well, who wouldn't you want going to a state funeral or dinner than a fat lesbian comedian? She'll get along with everybody. She'll hang out in the kitchen and eat all the left-overs and b.s. wit the straight people and the gay people. Moreover, as an Irish-American, Ms. O'Donell will finally bridge that great divide in our country between those who drink at funerals and those who eat. More importantly, we won't have to spend any money on getting C-level entertainment like Don Imus or Al Franken to speak at the State functions, we'll just give Rosie a bottle of Chivas, a bucket of ice, and its open mic night at the Wacky Shack. Frankly, the savings to the tax payers would be enormous, and frankly, so is Rosie. The Vice President is also President of the Senate, and this is where I can really see Rosie shining. C'mon, Ted Kennedy needs a Koosh Ball. Harry Reid needs a Koosh Ball. Consensus? Absolutely, this is the "Queen of Nice" � does she still have that title? But more importantly, lets be honest, do you want to disagree with Rosie if she were carrying a gavel. Jeez, the woman is scary. Now, the Donald as President. That's a no-brainer, and don't kid yourself one bit, this is something that I believe that we are already watching the beginning of a campaign for a run for the Presidency down the road, so why not now, why not 2008. I submit to you, that there is no greater choice for the next President of these United States than Donald John Trump. This man is the personification of the American Dream. Of course, a lot of that dream starts with being born to a millionaire and having parents ship you off to military school, but doesn't every American child get born to that kind of opportunity? With a hot daughter, a son that keeps his mouth shut and his eye on his inheritance, and a wife that's made dirty movies I submit there is no other First Family better suited for 1600 Pennslyvania Avenue - or as the future will rename it the "Trump Cottage." More importantly, who else is giving a recent college, a poor soul that graduates at the top of their class, or a successful young business owner the opportunity to become a millionaire? Nobody. I mean where would the model with the MBA go? What will happen to the attractive young business owner who's already made themselves into a successful business person go without Donald Trump? No, Donald Trump cares about the children of America. We certainly know he knows how to take care of his businesses, and don't worry one thing about the President of the United States owning casinos. Think about it, you take a small investment, and hope and pray that it's going to be a big payoff�.kind of like�well, the fundamental building block of our free market economy �.the stock market. Gambling is just a fact of life, and Mr. Trump brings the American experience away from the burgoise stock market with its rules and old boys club, and brings opportunity to the people. Trade the SEC in for "hit me", sounds more like America to me, buster. I will concede that Mr. Trump has limited foreign policy experience. Sure, the Miss Universe contest is something for us all to talk about, and is a common ground for every man in the world to agree that Ms. Belize needed to do a better job shaving her pits. I don't think he really needs any more experience than that. I've read that Trump's position has always been if you attack me, I attack you 10% more. Well, that seems pretty hawkish, but is really no different than our current administration's military stragegy, statergieum, stradergy. Wow, President Bush, it is hard to say those three syllable words occasionally. I think Donald Trump is the right person is the right person to solve the problems in Iraq and the Mideast, and it can be accomplished in two words. Trump Bagdad. Think about it, I don't think that fundamentalist Muslims have too much problem with gambling, they have a problem that gambling can become an addiction. So, in order to solve this problem I have it on good authority that if Mr. Trump were allowed to build a casino in Bagdad, people playing the slot machines would only be able to play them in one 48-hour sitting per month. There, problem solved, and Trump Bagdad will provide jobs, and money and all of the other good stuff that comes with it. Seriously, is there much difference between downtown Bagdad and downtown Atlantic City? Of course not, and as the old saying goes if it's good for New Jersey it's good for Iraq. Trump won't mess around. Do you really think that he'd put up with bad planning at the Pentagon like we've seen in the past three years. I can just hear it, "Rummy, I don't know where your head was at. Your idea to have one giant meatball on a Domino's pizza was idiotic, your Dove shampoo ad was stupid, and you completely underestimated our soldier's needs. Jeez, Rummy, I thought that you had a lot of potential, but frankly you've been a huge disappointment. Rummy, I hate to say it because you're a very nice person, but I'm not looking for a nice person�.Donald Rumsfeld, (wait for it, and wait for it)�.you're fired." Ladies and Gentlemen, there is a new day rising in America. It is morning in America and the ticket of the Comb-Over and the Chubster is our last, great hope. Because, in the end, are you absolutely 100% certain that Hilary, McCain, Obama, Romney, Guliani, or Edwards or anyone else are going to do a better job? I'm not so sure. Category: general -- posted at: 10:05 PM Comments[1] | |
Mon, 1 January 2007 A story, some tunes, and a big fat audio essay. These are the things that you've come to expect on the JTS, and this show delivers. Featuring: Featuring the Light on Light Through Podcast, and intro music by Half-Man, Half-Rat. You can check out the show here: As discussed, here is the audio essay for this week: If you haven't heard, I recently won an award. It's a big deal. No, its not a Podcast Peer award. No, its not a Bloggie, or anything quite like that. No, and I'm sure you've heard of it. I recently won Time Magazine's Person of the Year. There have been some really famous people that won this award. Its gone back to 1927. Roosevelt, Bush, Clinton, Einstein, Charles Lindberg and now Jersey Todd. No really, its true. What do you mean you haven't heard. My face is on the cover of every issue of the January 1, 2007 issue of Time Magazine that I've looked. No, I didn't read the article, I'll have one of the staff do that. I'm sure that they'll send me a staff, being Person of the Year is a pretty big responsibility. I know, I know. I didn't even know I was nominated. Usually, I have to write an essay or do a speech for something for these kind of things. Last time I won an award, I was in 8 th grade and the American Legion gave me a $100 for my stirring rendition of why the "Flag is Beautiful." But, I must say I am completely completely flattered. I know that a lot of you were gunning for this award, and hey, what can I say, the cream just rises to the top, I mean completely caught me from left field. Curry, did you nominate me for this? You crazy wackjob you! In all seriousness as the Person of the Year, I know that I have certain obligations, certain duties that come with the beautiful tiara and scepter that Time Magazine sent me. To that end, as your new Person of the Year, or POY, as I like to call it, I promise the following: You will never see me in a bar in New York City dancing in my underwear making out with Miss Teen of the Year. Because frankly, for no other reason than I am really lazy, and the drive to New York is a pain in the ass. Mr. Trump, you won't have to worry for one second about me, and besides I hear that the runner up to my Person of the Year award is a heroin user. Really. Look for the track marks. I promise never to complain when Time Magazine sends me to a State Fair in Iowa or Oklahoma or wherever you want to send me. Because as the Person of the Year, I promise to be a man of the People. You want me to kiss a pig, I'm there. You want me to autograph your baby. I'm all over it. No, in my administration all shapes and sizes are welcome. In fact, as Person of the Year, McDonald's French Fries for everyone! As your Person of the Year, I will never lead into an unjust and unwinnable war. Frankly, I do believe that I would get my ass kicked by Sports Illustrated Athlete of the Year, and maybe even the Food Network's Chef of the Year but I do think that I could open a whole can of whup-ass on Scholastic American's Reader of the Year, and to that end, Becky Smith of Snodgrass, Illinois, you and me, no holds barred, Madison Square Garden. Be there. Don't worry kids, you'll always have access to me. This award won't go to my head, you can always hit me up at jerseytoddshow@gmail.com. In fact, lets take a look at some of the mail that popped up just today in the POY-box: Ok sure, sure. Mrs. Fatima Ali of Togo, thank you so much for writing in. I am sorry your not feeling well. Uh huh. Cancer of the Pelvics oooh never heard of that one, but that sounds rough. Ok, so what you want me to do is you want me to contact the embassy in Togo, and to impersonate your relatives, so we can take out the $29 million that your husband, the late Mr. Usuman Ali the consulate of Togo had in trust for you. Mrs. Ali, I am ashamed of you. You know that as the Person of the Year, I am held to a higher ethical standard. I simply can not go around impersonating the next of kin of dead Togonese Counselors. I mean seriously Mrs. Ali, we don't even look alike, who's going to believe me. Please. Mrs. Ali, I think you've got bigger issues on your plate than the $29 million. Look, get yourself healthy and send me another note when you're feeling better. Okâ?¦lets take another look at some of the other mail? Got a mail here from Blike Diedrich who informs me that I've apparently won a million euros, if I contact a bank in Amsterdam within 14-days.No I'm sorry, as the Time Magazine Person of the Year, I apparently am not going to push my luck. Nope, only one contest for me per year. Ok, lets see what else we've got. Christian Russel from sweetcookiesan@onedeadlyroad From: Peter. Subject: She wants better sex? Peter, uhm, I know I'm a public figure here as the host of the JTS, but uhm, how did you know? Who have you talked to? Lets just keep this between us, ok. Uh huh, well, apparently its all over the place, Jayden Nelson wants to sell me "love drugs", Peter, Alexander, Henry, Austin Thomas, man oh man its all over the internet. Guys don't worry, everything is under control, because the only aphrodisiac my lady is ever gonna need came in the mail just yesterday â?? that's right my face on the cover of Time Magazine. Awesome! Tim from Oklahoma sent an email in on December 26. Uh huhâ?¦Jersey Todd, Don't attack the Presidentâ?¦I hated President Clinton, but I was always respectful. Yadda Yadda Yadda. Jersey Toddshow should just be entertainment but lay off the political rants. Go easy on the President. I don't like everything he did either but please don't bash him in public. I already stopped listening to "Get Jacked" because of his politics. Jesus Christ what the hell is this crap. Oh this can't be real. Holy 1st Amendment Batman. This can't be real. I mean who would take this seriously. People in Oklahoma don't have computers, and they certainly don't write in complete sentences like this. Well if you call it that. Unless Tim has one hooked up to a windmill for the wind going whipping down the plain, I'm gonna just assume that this is spam, which is really weird, because I don't usually get spam. But anyway, lets put that away for now. As you know, as Person of the Year, I think I'm entitled to some things too. Google. Lets start with you. Time to bow down and kneel before Zod. I mean Todd (note to the listener: extra point to you if you get that reference). But time to start sending your links to me. Anyone searches for Lawyers. Jerseytoddshow.com. Podcasts. Jerseytoddshow.com. Kinky, freaky, uberconservative self-righteous punk, well, that can still be directed to billoreilly.com. In the end, I am very excited to be your Person of the Year. However, I will not rest, I will not tire, I'm gonna keep going. I'm just gonna keep doing what I'm doing, taking one for the team, just playing within myself, keeping focused, because hey, its 2006, and I'm gunning to be your Person of the Decade. What do you mean that the Person of the Year is You? Well, that's just the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Category: general -- posted at: 11:25 AM Comments[2] | |
