I read today that the women who settled sexual harassment suits with Bill O'Reilly have all been approached by Playboy to help relaunch the company's post-porn nudity magazine. The dollar amount they agreed to be paid has not been revealed.
No I didn't. I didn't read that anywhere. But I could have. Each of those women worked to help make the Fake Fox News. They could be working for another fake news organization now. I mean, a woman's got to do what a woman's got to do. Like the t-shirt says, twenty bucks is twenty bucks.
As Q says, "No, I kid." Or is it, "I have a kid"? Either way, I am certain they thought they were going to be producing legitimate news.
I liked Q's piece about wrestling Kendall Jenner. I think he should rename the blog that. Or maybe I will. "Wrestling Kendall Jenner." I didn't know who she was until I saw an article about her photography. Ili told me she is somehow related to the Kardashians. "But her butt?" I cried. That got me the stink eye.
I need therapy. I cannot transform on my own. I think it will take some sort of boot camp or a re-education camp of the old Chinese kind. Even then, I will need twice a week sessions. It is nothing more than retraining the mind to think a different way. It can be done. That's what prison is for. Once you've got your mind right, your free.
I keep hearing the words in my head over and over again: "What we've got here is a failure to communicate."