You won’t believe it but he was first spotted at a Schwabb’s drugstore in Villanova PA by Fox News Channel’s veteran weatherman/political scientist/pundit/talent scout Steve Doocy. His meteoric rise since then has taken the world of fake journalism by storm.
Help me out here. I’m having this recurring nightmare. I close my eyes and the show begins:
“This is Special Report with Peter Doocy. I’m your host Peter Doocy. On tonight’s program we’ll get reports on the inner workings of the Egyptian civil war from our senior foreign correspondent Peter Doocy. Next we’ll turn to the intricate machinations of the federal budget and the accounting tricks being used to paper over the deficit. Forensic financial correspondent Peter Doocy will give us the inside dope. Then we’ll analyze the early presidential horse race in Iowa and New Hampshire with veteran political analyst Peter Doocy.
“We’ll discuss these and other issues with our expert panel later in the show, which tonight consists of Peter Doocy, editor emeritus of the Villanova student newspaper, as well as military tactics expert Peter Doocy and resident Fox News economist Peter Doocy.
“We’ll close with some funny and embarrassing man in the street interviews conducted by Fox feature columnist Peter Doocy.”
What is he, 23, 24? At Villanova he majored in what, spelling? Somebody help me. It’s like a song I can’t get out of my head. A song I not only don’t like but hated the first time I heard it.
I haven’t had cable since Feb. May I assume that there has been a spike in the Doocage levels at Fox? If so, I hope Pete isn’t stealing too much air time from the weather girl with the nice breasts pictured in that recent post. Now THAT would be a nightmare.
Interestingly, the one and only subject in the whole world Peter Doocy hasn’t reported on is the weather. What with his dad and all, that would look like nepotism.
“What with his dad and all, that would look like nepotism.”
Ha! Well, we wouldn’t want that.
He’s cuter than Chelsea Clinton though, gotta admit that.
Your recurring nightmare reminds me of a scene in Being John Malkovich. “Doocy. Doocy doocy. Doocy doocy, doocy. Doocy? Doocy! Doocy.”