What’s up with THAT?

I’m sitting there around 8:15 watching O’Reilly. My daughter Nellie is in

the room, putting finishing touches to some school project. Break to a

commercial. Here she comes, winking, simpering and sighing, telling us what

a great erection her man is getting nowadays, thanks to Levitra.

Does FNC really think this is appropriate for prime-time TV? And it’s a

l-o-n-g commercial — by the time it ends, these two are practically making

the beast with two backs right there on screen, and I have had to send

Nellie out of the room. Come on, Fox, clean it up, please. O’Reilly may be

lookin’ out for me, but the folk who schedule his commercials sure ain’t.