My disgust with Bill O'Reilly is well-documented on this blog. I've spoken about him a few times HERE, HERE, and in this already classic post HERE.
Here's the situation: Even though I have altogether given up my Fox News and O'Reilly viewing (which, by the way, was done only because I'm fascinated by trainwrecks), I still pay attention to what O'Reilly said the night before via the internets the following day. It is a compulsion that is beyond my control. When I see him talk or read what he's said, I get the overwhelming urge to want to smear poo all over his face. The thing is, I wouldn't even care if I got a little of the poo on my hands in the process. I mean, I suppose I could wear gloves or something, but it wouldn't be necessary. I just want to see poo on the guy's face.