DENIS LEARY UPSETS CATHOLICS

I love watching Leary when he’s on a full-burn rant, because, as too many of my friends remind me, it’s like I’m looking at a mirror, right down to the beers, cigarettes, ice hockey and red hair. When he first showed up in those MTV spots, my friends all demanded I catch his act:

“he is doing you at the bar when you’re pissed and pissed off, Rojo…. I swear to God, he even repeats shit I’ve heard come right outta your mouth years ago.”

Me: “Yeah, well then you fuckers all owe me at least a dollar and three beers each considering what you’re paying for cable. And you, WopBoy? You owe me a bottle of Wild Turkey, because that garlic stench is getting on my nerves.”