O’Reilly: still unintentionally funny

Bill O’Reilly’s new children’s book, The O’Reilly Factor for Kids: A Survival Guide for America’s Families, may be, like its author, a tough sell and a complete piece of shit, but it makes for an entertaining review:

The first line in the foreward to Bill O’Reilly’s latest opus starts out “I wish I’d had this book when I was a teenager . . . ”

Really Bill? You wish you’d had a book written by you as a 55-year-old man?You know, I also wish that as a teenager I’d had a book written by a future me. The first line of my book would have been, “In about 20 years, a spectacularly obtuse TV personality named Bill O’Reilly will write a piece of dreck called The O’Reilly Factor for Kids. Whatever you do, for the love of Jehovah, DON’T READ IT.”

(Thanks to John Rodgers.)


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