I read this in the paper this a.m. I remember a lot of things when I was 7 like my best friend and the crap being beaten out of me by an older brother. Here’s the rub: she saw an airing in 2007 and then started to remember all this stuff.
She is a fake.
One really has to read the whole thing and take in all her unsavory associates and stage managers. I guess it helps that she’s easy on the eyes. We’ll see if those glasses ever actually turn up. We’ll also see if Oprah will promote her no-doubt upcoming book.
As for me, D.B. Cooper was my father. I’ll putting the battered suitcase and a few scraps of parachute on Ebay. I can be reached for interviews at...