I remember in the old days, we knew that, oh, once a month or so, Shep Smith would get all emotional, and we'd be treated to the sight of him in a feather boa, smoking a cigarette with an old-fashioned long filter.
That was quite enough.
But a man like Shep, well, he gets to a certain age, and the hormones really go out of whack.
You have to empathize with the Transgendered.
AND THEN THERE'S ALL THIS:
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