So I’m going to D.C. for a few days because someone has to lobby the Hill on behalf of ladyflowers everywhere, and it may as well be me. As always, your pussies and uteri are in good hands with me, kittens. I’ll also be doing things bloggy, albeit not for this blog, and video-y, albeit not for my usual gig at the MTV, although I will have to do a Choose or Lose vlog this week from the comfort of my hopefully-not-gross hotel room. Thus must I tote my laptop and camera and tripod down there along with my clothes and notebooks and the such.
Is there anything you’d like for me to yell in the general direction of George W. Bush when I’m down there with my sistren-at-arms agitating for the vote? I’ll find time to smooth my petticoats and scream in his general direction.
xoxo
General Benincasa
Don’t yell at him, Sara!!!!!
He will out Ces as a CIA operative, have you sent to Gitmo for 5 years, and then claim executive privelege when I go all lawyer-like on him to get him to stop.
Just leave him be. He’s simply GOT to implode sometime….doesn’t he?