They were right about Silky pony, weren’t they?
Speaking of Silky Pony, he crawled out of the mud and left a trail of slime across Virginia this weekend.
Last week Bunny Mellon, the wife of Paul Mellon, passed away at 103. She was buried at the family farm in Upperville, Virginia, after a funeral held at Trinity Episcopal Church in Upperville. Mrs Mellon had unwisely allowed herself to be conned by John Edwards and gave him a large amount of money for his campaign. Most of the money went to support his whore. Naturally poor Mrs Mellon was mortified, as anyone would be.
So of course this slug came to her funeral, showing up late so as to draw attention to himself. Afterward he began to ostentatiously work the crowd. It was beyond disgusting. People out there were too stunned and too well-bred to raise their voices and throw him out of the churchyard, so he got away with it, shaking the hands of a lot of very confused Virginians.
He didn't try it with me, unfortunately.