Seth Meyers killed it at the White House Correspondents Dinner. Loved this bit around 5:20 about all the media after parties, and that has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I work for the New York Times company, who are trying to sell the Boston Globe, which will undoubtedly fuck me somehow, and that The Huffington Post, whose recently merged with AOL, and lost me a gig writing for City's Best. That's ok though, because they have people who just rewrite more boring versions of articles I wrote about the bar trends a couple weeks later now. Kind of the Huffington post model anyway.
"The New York Times party used to be free, but tonight apparently there's a cover. So like everyone else I'll probably just go to the Huffington Post party. And the Huffington Post party asking people to go to other parties first, and just steal food and drinks and bring it from there."
Oh, and the stone grill on Donald Trump's face throughout this entire thing, especially while Barry was basically telling him to go get his fucking shinebox, makes having to sit through his sideshow of stupidity the past few weeks all worth it. Y U MAD TRUMP?
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being told to go get your fucking shinebox = best label yet
keep up the good work
BTW what will happen if Trump buys the NYT? Will you continue your relentless assault on he who won't be shampoohd?
haha, thank you, sir. I love that expression.
I am not relentlessly assaulting Trump. I think this is my first Trump related post.
I am also racist against Italians though.
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