For years, I've compared listening to AM talk radio to being submerged in a cesspool. It's an unpleasant experience, and frankly I should avoid listening as often as I do because I'm just asking for an infection.
Anyway, this morning, for some reason I switched the car radio from the FM classic rock station to the AM right-wing talk station. Limbaugh, the shit stain in America's underwear, was whining and griping about the IRS investigation of tea party political action groups claiming tax-exempt status. With these motherfuckers, it's always something.
Limbaugh, Hannity and all the other conservatives should be counting their blessings that I'm not in a position of absolute authority in this country. If I was in charge of making the rules, they'd be recalling the Obama years as the good old days for Republicans.
Anyway, this morning, for some reason I switched the car radio from the FM classic rock station to the AM right-wing talk station. Limbaugh, the shit stain in America's underwear, was whining and griping about the IRS investigation of tea party political action groups claiming tax-exempt status. With these motherfuckers, it's always something.
Limbaugh, Hannity and all the other conservatives should be counting their blessings that I'm not in a position of absolute authority in this country. If I was in charge of making the rules, they'd be recalling the Obama years as the good old days for Republicans.
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