Love the entries on PJTV. You remind me of myself after a long night of slamming down espresso and dark chocolate and not taking my Zoloft. (Really!).

Now is it just me or does Obowboy look like the teacher’s pet who is asked to share his passing grade term paper with the class when we all know he never showed up for class, paid one of the chess club member to write it and obviously cheated on the test? The teleprompters are not only to supply with him with thought but they also send cosmic pulses to his long ago deteriorated brain.

I am sort of grieving the day he is dethroned and we no longer have this tele-weenie to mock. Well there always Obermoron.