Make Way For The Bigots!
While having a couple shots of Stolichnaya with Billmon earlier tonight, I noticed that he was wringing his towel and had that telltale glint in his eye. That's when you know the man's got a story to tell; a yarn to weave, if you will, about a very brave Max Blumenthal that infiltrated the "Confronting the Judicial War on Faith" conference. He's right about Max's tesiticular fortitude but personally, I wouldn't have infiltrated that fucking compound unless I had been accompanied by a clean Catholic Priest and a Jewish Rabbi whilst armed with a bushel of garlic, a quiver of wooden stakes, a pair of goats' balls, the necronomicon, the gran grimoire (human skinned, of course), and a Wiccan Book of Shadows on top of all them goddamn thorazine hypos (and even then I'd still feel about as naked as Noah after a drunken romp through the ol' vineyard!)Alas, Max's mission in the belly of the beast is often like that of a waste treatment facility worker: shitty job, but someone has to do it.
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