A few words on the Frisch matter, presented in convenient list form
1) I don’t feel victimized. Debbie Frisch is as nutty as the ring around a squirrel’s crapper, but I don’t think she’s a threat. She’s more of an object lesson in having too many cats.
2) I allowed Debbie to continue commenting here because she was showing her ass. Not that any of us wanted to see such a horrid, rippled thing, of course—but, well, we’re intellectually curious. And adventurous!
3) She showed her ass. And it was every bit as ugly as we all knew it would be.
4) But no matter. I don’t want apologies.
5) On the other hand, pie would be nice.
6) Or a bottle of really good tequila.
7) Blue agave, Deb.
8) None of that cheapass rail shit you were huffing the other night.
9) Go on, I’ll wait…
That's all Loons do, isn't it? Get worse, I mean. Guess they're the human form of terminal cancer.
Oh yeah, and the University of Arizona confirms that he's handed in her resignation, and heading back to Oregon where she's abused school-aged children in the past by pretending to be a teacher. Be cool as hell to discover which school hires the slug and bombard their Personnel Department with some of her choice quotes. Problem is, you can run these sickos out of town, but because of the field she's in there's always another place for her to park her broomstick.
Schools simply adore sick fuckheads like this.
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