the monica leech laugh in

Monica Leech appeared last week on a television chat show hosted by pious Maoist Vincent Browne.
She sat there, pert and plush bottomed, amid the other talking heads as if a frivolous law suit wouldn't melt in her mouth.
It was almost as though she was a respected commentator on public events.
Nobody yelled thief.
Nobody roared hoor.
Nobody screamed get off the stage you evil Nazi bitch.
I nearly wept.
Ireland is doomed.