Monday, October 03, 2005
The Last of a Dying Breeder
We love the New York Post's Cindy Adams. If you don't know who she is, acculturate yourselves yesterday. Cindy was mutilating the English language before E!'s Ted Casablanca was a twinkle on Daddy's collarbone.
Our favorite thing about Cindy is that she can write whatever she wants, because no one can understand it. And today she was at it again:
FOLLOW-UP to the Tom DeLay saga. DeLay and his superior, Speaker of the House of Representatives Dennis Hastert, both wanted DeLay's leadership position assumed by California's Republican Rep. David Dreier. It didn't wash. Reasons you may not be hearing, but reasons I have been hearing circle around phrases like "no family values." What it exactly means? Let's just say it means they're attacking him for personal, not political, sensibilities.
Mystified? Allow us to translade what dear Cindy, who could never pronounce her S's, was trying to say:
DAVID DREIER GOBBLES COCK.
This is only slightly less murky than last week's Cindyism:
THE Renée Zellweger-Kenny Chesney 20-minute marriage that ended with a charge of "fraud" and a request for annulment rather than divorce? Hollywoodniks veryveryveryclose to one of them say the reason could well be hubby's lifestyle choices.
..which, as you should all know by now, is her way of saying:
KENNY CHESNEY IS A STONE COLD FAGGOT.
Get the idea?