Thursday, August 13, 2015

No Flowers, He Never Calls...

...and there was no lunch... [More]
Yeah, if I went to a hotel with someone I just met and took off my clothes to shower, I'd at least expect lunch.

I have no idea what really happened, and if it's proven the guy did what he's been accused of, I say crucify him and hang a Jello Puddin' sign from his neck to generate ad revenue. But with all the opportuni$m I see suddenly coming out of the woodwork on this,  I'll need more than the salacious establishment  media giving free ad space to a Gloria Allred "press conference" in order to come up with a "Guilty!" verdict.

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