Last night at the Governor's Ball, California State Senator, Elaine Alquist slipped some wicked roofie-type drug into my gin and tonic. Sen. Bob Huff must have sold it to her during the surprisingly violent and sexually graphic pre-dinner puppet show. Dat shit was off da hook! Genie told me this morning that I kept pointing at Sen. Darrell Steinberg and calling him "Dr. Bootysuck O'Felcher, M.D." and that I also attempted to bite Sen. Jenny Oropeza on the ass and kept screaming that I wanted to see "the governor's balls". Apparently I eventually had to be physically restrained once I had become convinced that I was transforming into a blood-thirsty "sex werewolf". Now that was one hell of a Governor's Ball, baby! (I woke up in our bath tub wearing a leather thong and the mask pictured above. I have no idea where all of the blood I tracked through the house came from)
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