Phyllis Schlafly is dead. Whoo-hoo!
Yes I know, I know. I am a terrible person and you should definitely stay far, far away from me and especially my blog. It’s true that I was actually a bit sad when Scalia kicked the bucket, but that was only because I would forever be denied the number one experience on my bucket list: mooning that fucker.
But Schlafly? I feel nothing but unadulterated joy in her passing. #sorrynotsorry
I cannot wait until Dick Cheney’s day comes. I might throw a goddamn parade!