Christian moralist Ralph Reed: the gift that keeps on giving. Well, OK, to be fair, it's his spokeswoman who's in the giving mood:
“There was a ho in my hotel. A real-live booty-shaking, rump-selling, shaggarific, cash (or check) taking, living cesspool of questionable life choices right there, smack dab in the middle of our lives and about to enter the Los Angeles hotel where we were staying. It was awesome.” ...
“I swear I don’t have a big vagina, but over the Thanksgiving holiday, I told my father-in-law I did.” ...
OK, I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to remove those images from my brain with an ice pick. Attaboy, Ralph ... you know how to pick 'em, don't you?
Does anyone want to warn this guy? Anyone?
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