Stay Out/Stay Alive…Please pop those condomints people.
But if you’re like me and you want a more tangible reason to dislike someone (not saying I need it, but it’s nice), then peep this New York Post article about Kay, his fiancee and his disgusting eating habits.
Yankee announcer Michael Kay is a real meathead.
And now that local TV anchor Jodi Applegate is about to marry him, she’s desperately trying to figure out how to please a man wedded to only three foods: steak, bacon, and chicken parmesan.
That’s all her fiancé ever wants to eat.
“He will eat a salad, but only if it’s iceberg lettuce, and nothing else, no dressing. So it’s basically frozen water served with a fork,” says Applegate, a self-described foodie wannabe.
How’s that for a lede? He is a meathead! Give the New York Post a moronic story about two local semi-celebs and they’re pumping out Pulitzer quality stuff.
Steak, bacon and chicken parm? I hope when these two get married he gets his own bathroom, because when he’s been in there for 25 minutes and then strolls out with the funny pages tucked under his arm it’s gonna smell like a dead Arby’s employee buried under a pile of fertilizer. It’s gonna make Dr. Atkins’ movements smell like a Glade Plug-In.