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Friday, April 27, 2007

Friday Sexscapades

Its Freaky Friday, folks. Randall Tobias, a top State Department official, resigned today after 'fessing up to being a client of the infamous D.C. Madam, Deborah Palfrey. No word yet on Tobias' freaky turn-ons. We may jut have to wait for Palfrey's tell-all. My hunch is a lot of DC big wigs are freaked out big time. After all, its okay to engage in a ruinous war, just as long as the little guy doesn't do too much thinking for the big guy. Don't forget, leg-pressing Pat Robertson will be looking over your shoulder.

Speaking of the little guy doing too much of the thinking, Richard Gere apologized for going Joe Namath on the Bollywood star Shilpa Shetty. I can't figure out what's more irritating, India's Prude Police issuing an arrest warrant to both Gere and Shetty, or Gere's Ugly American act. At least Gere apologized. So there you are.

No news is good news for Paul Wolfowitz. As of this writing, he's still clinging to his job as head of the World Bank. Media Lizzy will probably disagree with me, but as we used to say in New Jersey, comb-licking, holey-stockings Wolfowitz is seriously scheevy.

An American Idol contestant is going to become a porn star. Who wudda thunk? Gauging the popularity of the show, I'll bet she sells a lot of videos. Her name? Who knows? I don't care; I can't even be bothered to look up her picture. Why is this in the news?

And finally, in the goods news department:

A settlement in a Portland, Oregon court means victims of childhood sex abuse in the Catholic Church will be compensated with millions of dollars, and secret files relating to pedophile priests in the Portland Archdiocese that span half a century will be publicly disclosed.
Proving that sometimes justice does prevail.