Showing posts with label closet case. Show all posts
Showing posts with label closet case. Show all posts

Friday, August 3, 2012

Wide stance extended

You remember dear Larry Craig, don't you? The congressman whose story went like this: "I wasn't coming on to the guy in the next stall with my foot -- I just have a wide stance [when I poop]." Oy on so many levels. But today, he went a step further.
BOISE, Idaho (AP) — Former Republican U.S. Sen. Larry Craig aims to fend off a federal election lawsuit against him by arguing his infamous July 11, 2007, Minneapolis airport bathroom visit that ended in his sex-sting arrest was part of his official Senate business.
Could this man be more bizarre? Wait, there's more.
"Not only was the trip itself constitutionally required, but Senate rules sanction reimbursement for any cost relating to a senator's use of a bathroom while on official travel," wrote Andrew Herman, Craig's lawyer in Washington, D.C., in documents filed Thursday. 
The very fact that he would call attention to this again is beyond insanity. And it's such a pathetic notion: he was doing government "business" in the bathroom. There's so much fun with wording here. Just as "business" could refer to having a bowel movement, saying the "trip" was "constitutionally required" could be read as "he really had to go". It's just stumblingly bad on every level.

As my header said: wide stance extended. The man should have flushed this episode down the toilet long ago. But apparently he likes being a bathroom joke. Good. He deserves the scorn. Closet cases are the lowest form of human being -- always have been and always will be. I'm cheered by his public shaming. Good old Larry!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Something shirtless this way comes

From the AP this morning:
"Four acrobats have taken their circus act to the Vatican, performing shirtless for Pope Benedict XVI during his weekly general audience."
Something tells me popey's gonna be very unsettled for a few days. In fact, he may lash out at gays again, and quite soon.

Poor popey. He can't take stuff like that. I'm sure he's all roiled up inside. Let's hope a nice young prelate offers him an oil massage to soothe his nerves. Otherwise he'll be gay-bashing for weeks, perhaps months.

Update: The day after I posted this, Joe.My.God posted this link wto a video showing the popey guy and a bunch of appreciative nuns enjoying the "stripping" of the acrobats. Fun!