A riot. In LA. What a shock.

In the time it takes you to read this, David Letterman’s writers will have come up with two more unfunny jokes which he will poorly deliver before an audience of laugh-track sycophants, and all under his overly tired and hopelessly pathetic stature as a member of good standing in that class of media elites known as the “formerly hip, now just old and bitter” Truly a founder of the self-absorbed, and seldom hilarious, Drew Carey division of television comedy. But. hey, he’s quite the snappy dresser.