Even as Humble Elias struggles with a pesky hangover induced by a wee too much room temperature vodka, he is tormented by one unanswerable question:
"Who in God's name is buying tickets to see Imus in the Morning sidekick Rob Bartlett'standup act?"
Sorry kids, the man is about as funny as a Texas pistol whipping...his impressions are perfectly awful and his "spontaneous quips" occasion a sort of hopeless shivery dread one reserves for zombie acts like William Hung.
Unless of course, Bartlett is holding out on Imus (which wouldn't surprise me) and uses his a-list material exclusively when he is on tour.
Which raises the chilling question as to what sort of vituperative freeper nonsense Rob Bartlett considers "A-List" material anyway?
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