Anyone hear this frightening sequence of words fall out of the Wig's mouth? I was just skipping around an mp3 of one of the shows last week and there it was... ""If Beth had a talk show..." My god, just the thought of it ranks right up there with putting on a pair of dirty underwear, AIDS, or 24 hours of Polyphonic Spree.. Can you imagine tuning in, and... Oh wow. There it is again. A remarkably vibrant & living boredom. There she is rambling on about Skyping with her pets, and it just covered you like paint: boredom to the point of brain damage. Like literally, physically, there has been some kind of a shutdown, the nervous system has disconnected from the brain, you can't move your arms as you're laying there on the couch paralyzed like Kim underneath Kanye wanting him to just get it over with. You are Christopher Reeves and the only thing missing is the feeding tube and you're not doing anything God, can you imagine. She's almost a drooling thing, she's missing a section of her brain that only a few people notice.. But Buchwald & Wig will find a way to bring Television America new levels of mind-rotting substance not seen before.