There Are No Words To Explain To You How Badly I Want To Punch This Guy In The Face
I don’t have money for bail, however

For those of you who don’t know this schmuck is Jim Cantore. He works for The Weather Channel. You know the one. Where all of the “reporters” are clinging to palm trees in Florida during hurricane season? Yeah. Those yahoos. They have so little credibility that the only way they can convince us they’re telling the truth is to stand in ass-deep snow with a wooden ruler to show us just how deep it is.
Puh-leeze.
Insert joke here —
You do know why they’re called weathermen, yes? They don’t know whether it’s going to rain, whether it’s going to sleet, whether it’s going to snow…
Back on track here… So, Jim Cantore. I could barely tolerate his presence on the screen. I could never quite put my finger on it but just something about him rubbed me the wrong way.
Enter The Day of Reckoning
I saw his smug mug and name all over the internet and thought, “What in the actual hell?” and begin to try to figure out why he was trending. I could never figure out why he even had a job but trending? Lo and behold.
