Oh Boy! And Now I’m Famous!
by Rebecca Schoenkopf
Boy, I sure didn't know what to blog about today, until my Wonkette got a hold of the RNC's expense report showing Michael Steele had spent two grand at a lesbian dominatrix club in West Hollywood, and then the fall was taken by one Mr. Erik Brown.
Wait a minute! I know Erik Brown! He was the stentorian Voice of Conservatism on this left-right-and-right radio show we used to do, and I would shriek at him uncontrollably! It's not like he couldn't have been the slutty, slutty Republican; that's what other-right, Shawn Fago, would do, and nobody minded that! But no, Erik was sweet, and constipated, and although that flavor of Christian conservative is usually exactly whom you'd expect to get busted at the lesbian bar, I knew: that kind of shit would have made him cry for his mommy.
I dashed off a note to my old pal Ken Layne, and got a post, with a picture of my rack thrown in for good measure. And thus Rebecca Schoenkopf, esq., gets the last word!
It was a good day.
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