This is an up-to-the-minute update on Mighty Maureen.
You know? I've figured this witch out. She's a downer following Christine Craft who cleaned her clock tonight. Who was the dumb-effer who put Thurston, Craft and the NYC witch-queen one right after the other.
I'd rather have heard David Weintraub. Well, no, not really.
She's talking so fast, like the world is passing her by. Her first call was idiotic ... about, "Oh, it's not just FOX, I'll get to CNN and MSNBC, DARLING!"
She sounds like she's either self-medicated on speed or missed the chance to take a quick shower after leading for the Bay Area's switch-hitter --- Karel.
Actually, honest to God (whom she believes in, she notes -- unlike her asinine comedic partner who believes only in himself,) this Langen biatch sounds like she's having a talk with herself. She sounds like she's lost all human communication form. She sounds like one-way calls on a cellphone -- like someone on a cellphone walking the aisles at Wal*Mart talking to no one in particular ... but herself.
Maureen Langen is so bad, she's a bad reflection of herself. She sounds like she got the pink slip tonight and is talking so fast just hoping, "Get me THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"
The second call was supposed to be from Vacaville, but it turned out to be Joe from Carmel. You could tell she thought at that moment that she was working at a 500 watt daytime in some cornfield somewhere.
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