Ah, the gentle words of Ann Coulter, even while delivering reproof to the antic monkeys of the Great Unwashed Left.
And the images Ann manages to create in my head....
(Those images have NOTHING to do with sexual fantasies! Beat it, creep!)
Heh! I told my Wife that if Ann and I were stuck at an exotic resort for a week, neither she or Ann would have anything to worry about.
(I like a little more meat on my women, anyway)