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A young Michael Goldfarb, wearing only a smirk and holding a flag, stands on a neighbors porch.
*ding dong*
"Oh look at you…so what are you supposed to be?"
"I think you know what I am."
"No. No, I don’t."
"I think you do."
"Okay. Whatever. Well, anyway, what do you say?"
"I think you know what I want."
"Yes I do. But what do you say?"
"I think you know what you’re supposed to give me."
"You’re right. I do. But you have to say it"
Goldfarb smirks and waits.
"If you want candy, you have to say it. C’mon…trick or….."
"I think we both know why we’re here."
"Look kid, if you want candy you have to say ‘it’. Now say it or I’m closing the door."
"I think you know what you’re supposed to give me."
"Goddamit kid. This is your last chance. Say it, just say it."
"I think you know what you should give me."
Door slams.
"Anti-Semite."
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Goldfart probably thought that Sanchez was being unfair. I mean, really, when was the last year that Republican flacks actually got called on their bullshit? Wasn’t the deal, that they got to say whatever the hell they wanted and the media were supposed to go into pseudo-objective “well, some people agree…” mode?
Rick Sanchez is my new hero. I’m sure it won’t last; the likelihood he’ll do something douchebaggy is very high. But, for now….
I know what he is, oh pick me!
Is he “Paunch” from “Shits”?
problem is goldfarb really had the larry craig playbook in mind when he started the conversation
Next year I’m going as a wing nut: I’ll leave my brain at home and wear nothing but a lapel pin and my signed “Dubya Was Here” cod piece.
This post wins the internets.
If you convince enough voters to laugh uproariously as I just did like this then I don’t know what the future of our country would be in terms of First Amendment rights and mouthpiece douchebags’ ability to refuse to answer questions without fear of being made fun of by the blogger media.
Twice. I sprained my giggler…
I await the Goldfarb v. Paul Rubens blogging heads death match.
I think you know what I was going to say about this post.
Where was this picture taken? Mall of America?
It suddenly occurred to me what that interview was missing:
Sanchez: Hey, Michael. You wanna find out what a taser feels like? Then GIVE ME A NAME.
I think Mikey thought he was giving off a Kingsley-in-Sexy Beast vibe.
He was mistaken.
Even Palin demonstrates considerable experience at bull shitting on essay questions. This guy apparently got away with just handing in empty Blue Books.
simply consider what a drag on the economy this fellow be if he was forced to work in the real private sector instead of sucking on the teat of the right wing noise machine.
Damn, this Goldfart joker is smarmier than Joe Isuzu. That takes some doing.
!snort!
Not sure what the Larry Craig playbook is. But I DO know that instead of shamlessly plugging some crack-brained wingnut conspiracy theory that might persuade the dumbest of the base, Goldfarb wasted just under a cool quarter million dollars in FREE airtime with his general asshattery–not to mention almost enough dead air to trigger an FCC violation.
At least we know he didn’t get into Princeton because he was the brightest bulb in the box….