Adam Schiff SHUT DOWN by Greg Gutfeld on Live TV — You Won’t Believe What Happened!

Greg Gutfeld Destroys Adam Schiff: A Ruthless Roast That Had Congress in Stitches

Last night, Greg Gutfeld delivered a takedown of Congressman Adam Schiff so savage, Congress was left roaring—and Schiff was left red-faced. With his trademark wit and a smirk you could hear through the screen, Gutfeld shredded Schiff’s legacy of drama, deception, and delusion in a roast that was equal parts brutal and hilarious.

Schiff, infamous for fueling three years of the Trump-Russia “collusion” saga, became the 26th member in history to be censured by the House. Gutfeld wasted no time, comparing the collusion hoax to Brian Kilmeade getting fan mail—unbelievable and laughable. “Schiff’s warnings were as fake as his outrage,” Gutfeld quipped, “and his obsession with starring in every political soap opera is the only thing bipartisan about him.”

As the House voted to censure Schiff for promoting what many now call a political fairy tale, Gutfeld zoomed in on the congressman’s signature bug-eyed stare—forever locked in breaking news panic mode. “He looks like a man who just remembered he left the oven on during a classified briefing,” Gutfeld joked, as the crowd erupted.

Schiff’s monotone delivery didn’t escape Gutfeld’s radar either. “Every speech sounds like an obituary for democracy,” he mocked. “He could spin a parking ticket into a constitutional crisis.” Gutfeld painted Schiff as a sitcom side character convinced he’s Shakespeare’s tragic hero, while the rest of Washington watches with popcorn, waiting for something real to happen.

And when Schiff took to TikTok to complain about being booted from the House Intelligence Committee, Gutfeld pounced: “He went crying to mommy on an app run by Chinese commies.” The irony was delicious.

But what really hooked Gutfeld was Schiff’s delusion. “He doesn’t just think he’s right—he thinks he’s Washington’s last honest man,” Gutfeld said. From the Russia hoax to phantom bombshells, Schiff promised fireworks but delivered sparklers. And when nothing landed, he never admitted defeat—he doubled down with the confidence of a man bluffing with a UNO card.

Gutfeld didn’t stop at Schiff’s words; he roasted his style too. “His suits look pulled from a bargain bin labeled ‘nervous accountants,’” Gutfeld laughed. “His ties scream debate team reject, and his face always has one emotion: startled owl in a courtroom.”

The “Schiff Cycle,” as Gutfeld called it, was simple: accuse, dramatize, fade out, repeat. Schiff became a permanent outrage machine, fueled by headlines that never connected to reality. “He’s not a politician anymore,” Gutfeld said. “He’s a delusional performer auditioning for a play that ended years ago, still reciting lines nobody asked for.”

Even as Schiff announced his run for U.S. Senate in California, Gutfeld couldn’t resist: “That’s guaranteed to boost U-Haul rentals headed for Texas.”

In the end, Gutfeld summed up Schiff’s career as the “master of the almost fact.” He didn’t lie outright—he just hosted lies like Airbnb guests who never left. And when reality evicted them, Schiff pivoted to another grave monologue about democracy dying.

Adam Schiff’s latest costume, Gutfeld said, is “martyr of democracy.” He hasn’t been silenced—he’s just been fact-checked. “After the fifth alarm, nobody panics. They just roll their eyes. But Schiff never stops.”

In a Congress tired of melodrama, Greg Gutfeld gave them the roast they’d been waiting for—and reminded America that sometimes, laughter is the best fact check of all.