First the cheerleading video. Now this.

I hate you Tbogg.

Two words: tone deaf.

And “anchor baby” comes to mind, too.

that is just plain pitiful.

an uncalled for assault on my earbone.
are those high “notes” what Jesse hears when they make love and michelle hits the big O?

ooh, now I hurt my mind.

Man … Man o Manischewitz … I wonder at the world … why couldn’t she have done something like “I’m fucking Matt Damon”?

Ya know, wingnut style … “Oh Jesse? I’m fucking Hugh Hewitt.”

Then Hugh pops on screen, topless and wearing goat-skin chaps, greased like that pole at the Naval Academy … and voila! Hilarity ensues.

Ref: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/.....84456.html

Sounds like someone beating a baby with a cat.

Ewwww. That was genuinely excruciating.

Sorry for the PG link, couldn’t find the dirty version.

Reminds me of how I felt coming out of Cloverfield.

Unrelenting right wing hysteria causes a condition akin to seasickness.

Goddammit, Simon Cowell would rip her fucking lungs out. Can we send her to him?

Singing and playing piano? If that was her playing the piano, it wasn’t all that bad, especially compared to that awful caterwauling coming out of her piehole. My cats have fights way more melodic and pleasant than that horrific dysphonic amelodic noisemaking.

Pathetic. She is shameless. She should be turned into INS with the hopes they’ll deport her.

This shit needs a huge warning. Some innocent reader (like me) might go and try to watch the video. Flying Spaghetti Monster only knows what could happen to them. If you see people running through the streets screaming “MY EARS! MY EARS!” it will be from this.
Damn you tbogg!

We already knew that she can’t jump, act, interview, demagogue, and do satire.

She does a pretty mean parody of a right-wing nutcase. What? It’s not a parody? Never mind.

I got through about 40 seconds of it.

Then I had an epiphany:

TBogg, you’re a sadist.

With that realization, I understood that I didn’t have to finish listening to the rest of it. That, yes, I could turn it off. That we *all* could turn it off. Yes, we can.

It felt like being one of those monks who achieves satori after being bonked over the head with a big rubber hammer by the chief monk.

Thank you, TBogg, thank you. For the: epiphany.

.

Sorry, y’all get no sympathy from me. The words “Malkin” and “singing and playing piano” should have been enough to warn you.

That link does not get clicked in my presence. Ever.

Sorry, y’all get no sympathy from me. The words “Malkin” and “singing and playing piano” should have been enough to warn you.

I thought the same thing in the middle of it. I wanted to walk out of Cloverfield, los mismo, but something kept me in my seat long after the queasiness set in.

Isn’t there an amendment against airing this sort of thing…?

Ow.

Anyone who has read TBogg for more than three days should know better than to click on a Malkin link. I refuse to do it also captphealy.

I have a program called FlashMute. Kills my browser volume, and leaves me with not even the slightest temptation to click on links like that.

…Alas, I found out too late…I’m heading down fast…the nausea is terminal…Go see Edie Finneran and tell her…tell her I tried…

She’s the female William Hung!!! Except with a major personality problem.

At least Michelle knows her audience. Yeah, they have no standards, taste or discernment. As long as it hates liberals, they’ll laud it as genius.

Sadly, this is what happens when you try to make the artistic leap from queefing to singing.

It might play in Manilla, but…

Did someone step on a cat?

I refuse to click. Sharon Osborn would rip Malkin’s lungs out.

Boy, that may be even worse than that pro-Hillary song.

Did anyone notice the subtle Barack Hussein Obama thing going on?

Then Hugh pops on screen, topless and wearing goat-skin chaps, greased like that pole at the Naval Academy … and voila! Hilarity ensues.

Aaaaarrrggghh!! Brain bleach … must find brain bleach.

I don’t blame you, TBogg.

I pride myself on being a dead fast ball hitter, crowds the plate.

I step into chin music its my own damn fault. I’ll recover, somewhat.

There’s no crying in the edgier discourses…

I could only listen to 20 seconds of her singing…any more and I would have taken out my electric drill, bored a hole in my skull and poured acid into it…please GOD, MAKE IT STOP!!!!

Amazing that she most likely can’t realize just how crappy that was.

She said, “Eh, I know you and you cannot sing”
I said, “That’s nothing - you should hear me play piano”

Morrissey, the prophet of Malkinism.

I loved it. This could be the alternative I need for my medication.

Do you think William Shatner could do a cover?

I think Malkin hired Wing to do her vocals for her.

You can add production values, nice video editing, etc., but when your voice sounds like what happens when I bathe my cat, well, nothing can fix that, can it?

I agree with heyDave; she really thinks that was so good that she should release it upon the unsuspecting world for their ethusiastic approval. Fail.

My EARS! TBogg, you owe me the price of a doctor’s visit

She shouldn’t have kept showing Hillary talking in NH, though. The contrast to her caterwauling was striking.

I visited the “Satire” link.

Jesus god.

She’s using video from Talking Points Memo…wonder if she paid for it?

I have a cold. My ears are plugged and I can just barely hear anything. Who knew respiratory infections could be so enjoyable?