This week Republicans saw significant losses in the midterms, leaving conservatives bummed or finding ways to cope, presumably to the delight of Godless liberal shitheads.

Gavin McInnes refused to accept that frame. Rejoining the pundits in studio, he drunkenly charmed the room and viewers with vulgar comments and ribald stories as if he'd been conversation hopping around a swell cocktail party.

In (not so) rare form, he alternately stunned and amused the room, never once mentioning anything about elections. Rather he forced anyone listening to contemplate the form of Hillary Clinton's pussy, shat on the Cuomos and condemned the release of cop killers.

So instead of subway stabbings and street-level sexual assaults, this week I'm looking at what exactly made this appearance on TimCast funny. I might've failed to mention that the squareness of the room, the late hour and the tediousness of the election coverage helped create this perfect moment. That situation was like a blank canvas for our guy since he's an artist who works in the medium of humorous offense. Not offensive humor. There's a difference.

We start with Douglas Nelson's NY POST STORIES.