Man, they just can’t keep a piano player in this whorehouse, can they?
Doesn’t seem to have hurt business, though. And maybe Jared can try singing whenever he’s not serving up that old-fashioned love. Give those rug burns a chance to heal, son.
No Hope
Mad Blog Media 
Seems like the cabinet, present and past members of the Orange Sphincter’s (thanks Colbert) gang, might be singing in a new venue.
Kevin Drum is keeping an informal body count. How many tell-all books do you think the publishing industry can support?
If the zombie Miller and mouthpiece Conway leave, then you know. And if Beauregard bails, then the indictments can’t be far behind.
I just had a vision of Kellyann Conway in a cheer leaders uniform with pom-poms chanting “2, 4, 6, 8 who do we appreciate”. It was disturbing.
…Hopeless Hicks
Har-de-har-har!