|If you do listen to the clip, please do so while looking at this adorable photo of a kitten and a puppy.|
It will help you maintain your tenuous grasp on sanity as you plumb the depths of morning radio awfulness.
|Above: Rochester in winter. That urge |
you feel? That's the urge to murder.
Don't worry, it passes. Usually.
|Here you go, Kim. Just so you know, looking |
that up took like two seconds. Not telling
you how to do your job, but for real.
"Hey, the uh City of Rochester, you should, uh be feeling good about this, using your tax dollars, to extend transition-related health care coverage to its employees who are transgendered and gender non-conforming. What does that mean?"
-Kimberly, opening her mouth
and removing all doubt
|Take that, abstract|
concept of irony!
"The uh services that will be paid for under the new coverage: gender reassignment surgery, psychological counseling because you're probably a nut-job to begin with."
-Doctor Kimberly, radio host and expert on things
|Pictured: Cancer. Kimberly and|
Beck are up there with cancer.
Kimberly and Beck's bosses, sympathizing with seeing their hard-earned tax-dollars go towards such frivolous expenses as healthcare for city employees, have solved the problem by firing their collective asses. No insincere apologies or fumbled attempts to walk back what they said, just indefinitely suspended. So thanks Entercom Media for explaining to everyone that Rochester doesn't tolerate shit like this.
|Rochester does however tolerate shit like this, but I'm not sure you can fire snow.|