Мат TL;DF MacShane on Nostr: She wouldn't, and I've been there numerous times. Believe it or not, I hung out with ...

She wouldn't, and I've been there numerous times. Believe it or not, I hung out with James O'Keefe there before he was famous, or infamous, and some random McCain campaign intern chicks. I was at one of Ted OIson's cocktail parties with many Rescrublican real American heroes wandering around. Robert Bork was there, sitting alone in a corner looking like a mummy. I thought about sitting right in front of him and asking him why he didn't mention the fact that all those New Left draft dodgers he complained about in "Slouching Towards Gomorrah" were Jewish, but he was literally slouching towards death, and I could smell sulfur. It was Michael Chertoff, and I really wanted him to fuck off somewhere else because he looks like Satan and is evil incarnate. Also, I was talking to some random chicks again who sat around me. I tried not to make fun of everyone and not say anything that would get a FBI file opened on me, or those Secret Service guys on me, but I was too self-conscious to eat in front of them, and I couldn't even tell you wtf shit I was talking.

They were really nice anyway, and when I finally got up to get food from the illegal Mexican food servants my buddy who was/is a chef came up to me laughing, and I thought he was going to give me shit about the food I picked off those orange pickers. "Did you have fun talking to Lady Evelyn Booth?" "What? Is that the wife? Oh shit. Wait, she's like royalty or something?" I didn't even get to tell her how big of a fan I was of John Wilkes, and I had no idea she was also probably the only lifelong Democrat there. I never even wanted to talk to an Evelyn or an Evil-Lyn after reading "American Psycho," but she seemed pretty cool. I never talked to Ted, who's now dead, or the original wife, who was in American Airlines Flight 77. It's a small world after all, and I would rather peace out from the ride. I have some good memories from D.C. too, but they don't really involve politics. You have to pray to St. Jude, the patron saint of the impossible and hopeless causes for whatever with Jeanine Pirro. When you do, though, just remember this. His name is Thaddaeus.