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Today's NY Post is all over the regressed current unclever and repetitive clown of a morning co-host over at WFAN, aka Animal House, and all that other stuff.
Despite WFAN’s unsporting drive-time inhabitants, it’s called sports radio.
Sunday afternoon, Boomer Esiason, aka Weekend Boomer, was, as usual, seen and heard on CBS’ NFL studio show as a well-comported gentleman.
The next morning on his WFAN show, Esiason, in the role of Weekday Boomer, was heard sharing — and likely forcing — belly laughs after partner Gregg Giannotti hollered, “Look at me, bitches!”
Giannotti had a clever side until he became a requisite drive-time dirt-slinger and provocateur. And no one had more fun than these two with Jeffrey Epstein’s suicide and his alleged sexual deviance. Laughs included a wink-and-nod pedophile pun.
Pun intended: Suicide and child rape is funny...
Not too long ago, one’s credibility and public behavior as a member of the broadcast media was assiduously protected as a matter of self-worth, sustained employment and respect for an audience. That was before low became a substitute for funny.
Two fathers making fun of child rape. Gio dropping 'Jesus Christ! and incorrectly using the word 'ironic' twice a week. At the end of the day all wrapped up by Boomer Esiason laughing like a friggin' buffoon during all of Giannotti's tired shitck. Boomer's verbal tics, his throat clearing, and the uncomfortable act guffawing - Is he suffering from the Pseudobulbar affect (PBA) (emotional incontinence)?
WFAN's Gregg Giannotti is an anti-Rhotacist, too.
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