So, Robbo denies cuddling up to Susan Sarandon. Typical. He calls it "slanderous." Well, no, Robbo, actually it's libelous, because I didn't say it, but rather published
it, but we won't quibble about the semantics. And that's only dependent
upon if it's actually a lie. (And he claims to be a lawyer!) Then he
threatens retaliations.
Well, Steve-o, on the other hand, reacted quite differently.
One can only assume this is because he's a tenured political science
professor and feels safe admitting he's actually a liberal. He shot
down the claim of libel quite quickly and decided to take a tack
reminiscent of a certain New Jersey Democratic Governor: he not only
admits that they posed with Susan "Everyone Should Drive a Hybrid, The
Death Penalty is Wrong Because I Played a Nun in a Movie That Won Me an
Oscar So That Opinion Must be Right" Sarandon, but submits that Heifer
International's catalog used the wrong photograph. One can only
assume that he means they airbrushed off some extra llama ass fat or
something like that. Until one actually reads what he has to say.
Yeah, yeah, yeah---like you'd turn down having Susan
Sarandon put you on a leash?(I'm talking to Macktastic Rusty Wicked and
INDCent Bill, folks!) Come on, that's one hell of a fluffy sweater---of
course I'm not going to ask what type of wool that is. As to Patricia
Heaton, we the LLamabutchers would not only allow ourselves to be
leashed, but I'd even let her pose with a croquet mallet.
Then he goes on the attack with a claim about who's holding out on whom. (And yes it's whom)
I submit for your persual:
Gack. Like I'd ever let Michael Moore take part of my caloric, chocolately goodness. Pffft. As if.
Yet, just to remind you to consider the source of this libelous attack,
I went snooping through the Llamas private scrapbook and lookie what I
found:
Just so you know, it's not just the hotties they're snuggling up to. One of them even let Ed Asner
hold their leash.
Consider the source, people.