I’ve been lucky enough to never once in my life listened to NPR. If I had my choice between listening to NPR or a 24/7 station with nothing but old Bob Hope radio sketches my choice would be clear.
Isn’t NPR the ones who carry “Prairie Home Companion”? I hope not because if so that would not only be a reason to defund NPR but to ban it and replace it with something positive like Pravda.
Prarie Home Companion is based in Minnesota. They are not funny people. I know cuz I’m from there. If you say the word f–k or smoke a cigarette they immediately associate you with the “The Trail of Tears” or the blast at Hiroshima or racism.
PHC is one of those shows that Minnesota women with those short evil “I already got a man” haircuts and giant square butts in purple corduroy pants who make macrame quilts with unicorns and squirrels on them listen to.
There are a few times when I accidentally heard “Prairie Home Companion” on other media while I wasn’t wearing a hazmat suit so I know enough to talk about it.
Speaking of funny, I hope no money changed hands on this piece cuz I could have written something faster paced and funnier while opening a CD case with a hacksaw in one of those lab rooms where 8 thousand mouse traps with ping pong balls are set off and I’m not even a writer.
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