Eliot Spitzer, where are you? It's hardly been a week and you're gone. I didn't even get to blog about you because I was on vacation without my laptop. I vow to chain it to my wrist. It is amazing how "soon we forget", but it was fun while it lasted. Twenty four hour a day talk about prostitution, admit it was riveting! How many were jealous of Eliot's play dates? What about the rumors of his "bad boy" type sexual activities, are we anxiously waiting for the book/movie to find out exactly what that meant? I'd like to know. I think Wolf Blitzer would also, as he couldn't stop talking about the guy. Rush Limbaugh, I bet you're a little kinky under that "holier than thou" exterior. No visuals please.
It's possible Eliot is duck hunting with the Vice President. I think he needed to get away from his wife for a while. It was sweet of her to stand next to him on the guilt podium, but personally I think she was drugged. As for the singing "escort", I wonder if she was fired too. Well at least she got to stay at the Mayflower Hotel, because Governor Paterson rendezvoused with his extra curricular gal at the Days Inn. Ick, very low thread count sheets. Thank God the new Gov warned everyone ahead of time about his and his wife's affairs. That was really nice of him. No surprises, no rumors; is he out of office also? I could be Governor for a day.
I'm with the Euopeans on this one, who cares? And why are we such goody-goodies? Come on now, some of the founding fathers were "randy" boys and we like them. No one's banned the Declaration of Independence from our schools because of the lurid behavior of some of the signers. See what a little perspective does? Eliot, it's a good thing Dad had money because I think it will be hard to find a new job any time soon . Bye-bye, and if you're not in prison don't forget to vote.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
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