Wednesday, January 4, 2006

Hell hath no fury ...
... like a woman scorned: ["How they got caught: After lobbyist broke off engagement, ex-fiancee told of illicit dealings to FBI"].
Guys, let this be a lesson to you all. If you are cheating on girlf or wife, they will find out, so don't do it. Decide early on in the relationship as to whether or you are going to tell her about your crooked dealings or not. Or, just don't do the crooked dealings. Don't ever - ever - dump your attractive and smart "thirty-something" fiancee for some Twinkie manicurist especially when your fiancee knows every sleazy detail about your public life. Don't be such a moron.

1 comment:

he who is known as sefton said...

yeah, this does a rather tenuous connection to your "woman scorned" post, still, I think you and your readers will take heart from what I'm now disseminating.

here goes.

I hope you don't consider my comment as an intrusion. After perusing your blog, I reckon both you and your readers would appreciate some good news, regarding opposition to your "smirking chimp", my "dum'ya botch".

Just recently, I took out an ad in The SUSQUEHANNA TRANSCRIPT, with text like so:

"I would love to represent Pennsylvania's 10th Congressional District. The three planks I nailed together in my platform out to get me elected. 'impeach bush' is the first plank. The second is 'impeach bush' And the third is like the second, 'impeach bush'."

Here's the rest of what I have to say:

President George W "dum'ya botch" Bush thinks he's Jesus Christ ... there, I wrote it.

Likely enough, your curiosity was piqued enough for you to open this e.mail. If so, for once, your curiosity has done you a good turn. If I may, I should like to call upon your patience to peruse the text, immediately following.

Maybe on one fine day, your instructor had you undertake a certain exercise to determine just how well you're inclined to follow directions. Anyway, as you read the text, you noticed that the directions requested performing certain actions, some of which would be rather, say, noticeable. This e.mail is very much like that so-called test. So, please click on the embedded hyperlinks, after reading this entire e.mail.

I'm doing so for two reasons. First, I'd like to re-assure you that I came upon your blog as an individual, and not as a spammer in the pay of this or that company. And second, I would like to give you some idea of how I traversed a rather unusual train of thought. Now let's begin our journey. Incidentally, I found the U.R.L for your blog under the Massachusetts heading.

Wood'ja (?) buh-leave! I was so taken with my piece on eminent domain that I began a somewhat desultory campaign to call attention to it. To find people, who might concern themselves with the effects of the Supreme Court's decision, I went to this website, whose U.R.L is just underneath:

Well, it was through that website that I discovered how to tell you about that piece ... don'cha just feel ever so lucky?!

That "supremes-godless-commies-" excerpt in the above can easily enough get you conjecturing that I richly deserve my reputation for being a wild-eyed iconoclast cum "this gun for hire" ... aaaay, that's my nature. And you might also easily enough surmise that I've paid for it.

Anyway, here's the U.R.L for the piece, about which I am now enthusiastic,

I believe it's only fair to clue you in that the article in question was inspired by the recent scandal of domestic spying without search warrants. I'm surmising you'll get a chuckle out of it.

oh, alright (!) already, so, it's easy to make fun of a president, who thinks he's Jesus Christ.

oh, what the hey, here's the U.R.L for where I really stick it it to your "smirking chimp", my "dum'ya botch":

.he who is known as sefton

If you've gotten this far, without previously clicking on any of the preceding hyperlinks, congrats. Otherwise, so (?) what! Anyway, what follows is the new and improved footnote to the "german" piece.

enjoy, enjoy

according to rumor, which I'm starting, the previous title to this piece had "germans" preceded by stark Anglo-Saxon for "illicitly copulating". Just to put the dear Reader's mind at ease, that rumor is grossly exaggerated.

Although, however, I was thinking of inserting the participle of the "fire truck word" within a certain nom de gloire. However, even for a wild-eyed iconoclast cum "this laptop for hire", there are constraints.

Nonetheless, within those constraints, I believe I'm entitled to stating this conjecture, which recent experience has impelled me to dope out. Here goes.

Whenever we hear a politician, of whatever orientation, claim to have "Jesus" in their heart. More than likely, that sapsucker has "cotton candy" for brains.

.... aaaay, you, whyz.ache.err, take my word for it. I'm having a hard time being diplomatic.