Phyllicious

I went on your site tonight expecting to see a tirade about crazy feminists ruining your big day, but I guess you've said your piece on that. Damn. It was real sexy the way you were telling everybody to "get a life" last week. On one hand, you were hollering "Chicks, math and science, not so much." And then you were all, "Try and do something with your lives." That's right, baby. When the going gets tough, the tough try and confuse the opposition. You're taking this shit to, like, this whole nother level.

And you're right. Those bitter women--what are they thinking, running around in trousers, fergodsake? (Don't they know that the most aphrodisiacal type accoutremont is a pink Chanel suit with pearls? Hot.)

Crazy liberals. They had some kind of nerve protesting. I mean, never in the history of the world has a conservative ever protested anything. It's true. Look it up.

Anywho. You are one classy broad, I don't care what anybody says. And in that little getup they had you in, you were quite the prurient little nanny goat. I have never wanted you more. Mreowr.