Remember this is the bitch who decided to lose weight following 9/11 because she KNEW she'd be one of those people who could not, under their own power, evacuate the towers. Which means she was so fucking out-of-shape she was unable to walk down stairs. That's how bad off she was.
And then she went on some wild-ass diet, yo-yo shit, claimed to run something like 30 miles a weekend, wound up stopping for a bagel during a marathon, had to have shit rinsed off her on a public street by some poor guy who so happened to have a hose (doubtless leaving in his gutter the remnants of Quivers' shit), wrote a diet book without understanding the irony of taking diet advice from an obese woman who had/has cancer, etc.
I wouldn't be surprised if they had Neil deGrasse Tyson in studio if she wanted to tell the guy about telescopes and how they work.
“When plunder becomes a way of life for a group of men in a society, over the course of time they create for themselves a legal system that authorizes it and a moral code that glorifies it." ~Frederic Bastiat
King of garbage men gets in a good one every now and then.
Doesn't everyone want to jizz on robins teets and ravage her asshole? Ten thousand song parodies can't all be wrong.
Note to anyone who has ever been overly hard on themselves: Keep in mind that you are not one of the 5 losers that spend all of their time coming up with Robin's parody songs, rhyming "boob" and "lube".