Head-ON With Robyn Roxanne Kincaid

A surefire, bona fide whole-program filiroxster! Life at the Miller household must be a real delight, what with both parents being notorious scream queens. Bovine Greg quotes from Charlotte's web, gets called out by E.B. White's granddaughter. Heat's building up under Lindsey Hooligan and JoJo "John Mitchell" Blondie. Jehosaphat gets permission for some permissive performative outrage. Nitwit Nero plays eleventy-dimensional chess with the Epstein files. 

Dear God, they were right. The Epstein files really ARE much worse than the MAGATS dared fear. And it's funny and disgusting, made the moreso by your 'umble 'ostess's radio portrayal of that magic moment. 

Despite feeling like ick, your 'umble 'ostess crawled in behind the mic for three hours of stellar, independent radio. And now I need a shower. Those Epstein emails get worse and worse and worse. Dribble, dribble, dribble. Guess who came to dinner with DonOLD on Thanksgiving, 2017? Yup! Itttttttt's JEFFREY! Nitwit Nero may never do another press conference again. Oh, and the CHILD that Matt Gaetz paid to sexually abuse has come forward. Do the honorable thing, Matt. And I don't mean marry her. Lindsey Hooligan gets exposed in Federal Court. The Hon Cameron Currie doesn't appear to be amused. 

Sorry for the early (and abrupt) end. Got hit with a nasty wave of nausea mid-program. 

Dulce et derpcorum est, as far as Nitwit Nero is concerned. That dirty, old dotard couldn't get past the first three words of "God Bless America" during the ceremony today at Arlington. But he did dance a little, minus the hand job, er, jive. Mullah Moses Mike prepares to call the inmates back to Bedlam to put the wood to America. Senate "clean" CR has a half-million dollar giveaway for seven senators. 

Deconstructing the monumental betrayal by eight senate dems in the dark and still of a frigid Sunday night. So pathetic and vile on every level imaginable. They did it entirely for themselves. For once, there's no cogent argument for why they did. It was nothing but the most naked and craven kind of cowardice and calculation. 

Friday and your 'umble 'ostess is riding out some crud, but the zeitgeist waits for no bug. Nitwit Nero jets away (on our damned dime) to MAGA-Loco, where "the World waits" (will anyone besides me get that?) to see if he can actually walk from the golf cart to the green, or if he can even play at all. JimmiDick Bowman lets it slip that he ditched ConLaw 1. In the meantime, his vulgar pettifoggers toddle off to SCOTUS to demand the right to starve children. "America First," y'all! Oh, and another MAGAT turns out to be a total kinkster (no shame!) except for the hypocrisy!
Happy weekend, y'all. 

Your 'umble 'ostess is under yon weather, hence the shortened program. Still, we packed in SCOTUS corruption, ICE perjury, and a health crisis (no, not that one) in the Oval Office.

Fascist MAGATS turn cannibal the day after they got plum whooped. Wail harder. Nitwit Nero doesn't know why he had an MRI. Dementia patients often don't. 

Sorry about yesterday. The Plebs speak for themselves today.

I'm a tad distracted. I have a new granddaughter.