Go here for the details. This is New York Assemblyman Bob Reilly, in the most painful debate performance I've ever seen.
My favorite part isn't the imitation of Carl Kyle, but the 10 second glare at the end. It's like he's saying, "Top that, sucker !!!"
I know Kyle, and Bob nailed him. Give that man an Oscar !!!
Oh. My. Gawd. I feel so dirty for laughing, because I know it's wrong. But I can't help myself. Thanks, Whited, for bringing this shame upon me. I have to go change my pants now.
Where do I start? Wearing a dark plaid button down shirt with a tie and jacket? Puh-leeez!! (Ok, that's being a little persnickety...)
I do think the fake story, featuring a fictional boy, making made-up gurgle noises, who's name may or may not be Karl or Kyle - may be the best one of it's sort of this, or any, political season. I give him a standing ovation for his over the top idiocy. A masterpiece of awkwardness.
However, I sit, arms folded at his lack of humanity. Why does he want to provide fourth rate care to the people that need it most? Why does he feel it necessary to outsource his compassion? Why does he have so little faith in his fellow man? Why does he feel it necessary to trash the decency and generosity of his fellow New Yorkers? Why is theft the first 'go-to' move for jackwagons like this to take care of little Timmy, er, Karl, I mean Kyle?
TLG, You know our pet phrase "Utopia is not an option"? Every time ANY government program is threatened, our "leaders" start imitating Karl/Kyle. Karl/Kyle is the Outlier, the one in a million situation that will have to be taken care of outside of the regular process.
But to hear people like this clown tell it, the woods are full of Karl/Kyle's, and therefore, we should leave everything alone.
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Oh. My. Gawd. I feel so dirty for laughing, because I know it's wrong. But I can't help myself. Thanks, Whited, for bringing this shame upon me. I have to go change my pants now.
Where do I start? Wearing a dark plaid button down shirt with a tie and jacket? Puh-leeez!! (Ok, that's being a little persnickety...)
I do think the fake story, featuring a fictional boy, making made-up gurgle noises, who's name may or may not be Karl or Kyle - may be the best one of it's sort of this, or any, political season. I give him a standing ovation for his over the top idiocy. A masterpiece of awkwardness.
However, I sit, arms folded at his lack of humanity. Why does he want to provide fourth rate care to the people that need it most? Why does he feel it necessary to outsource his compassion? Why does he have so little faith in his fellow man? Why does he feel it necessary to trash the decency and generosity of his fellow New Yorkers? Why is theft the first 'go-to' move for jackwagons like this to take care of little Timmy, er, Karl, I mean Kyle?
Harper,
Send me a cleaning bill.
TLG,
You know our pet phrase "Utopia is not an option"?
Every time ANY government program is threatened, our "leaders" start imitating Karl/Kyle. Karl/Kyle is the Outlier, the one in a million situation that will have to be taken care of outside of the regular process.
But to hear people like this clown tell it, the woods are full of Karl/Kyle's, and therefore, we should leave everything alone.
Or as Karl/Kyle once said:
"OOOareageshiiiiiiimmmmuuuuuuhhhh."
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