The New York Times, June 27, 2004
Are They Losing It?
By MAUREEN DOWD
WASHINGTON
One thing you've got to say for Dick Cheney: No one will ever again dismiss the vice presidency as a pitcher of warm spit. Mr. Major League Potty Mouth has shown that, with obsequiousness to the president and obtuseness to the facts, a vice president can run the world. Right into the ground.
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To: Maureen Dowd
From: John Palcewski
Re: your column of June 27.
If memory serves, John Nance Garner referred to the vice presidency as "a pitcher of warm piss." Family newspapers changed it to spit.
John Palcewski
Forio d' Ischia, ITALIA
I used to beg my profs that we go over it after I finished morning in-class coffee and muffin. They understood what I meant and complied. ;)
xoo
Heresy! Blasphemy! Mio Dio!
The Pope's Penis
It hangs deep in his robes, a delicate
clapper at the center of a bell.
It moves when he moves, a ghostly fish in a
halo of silver seaweed, the hair
swaying in the dark and the heat-and at night,
while his eyes sleep, it stands up
in praise of God.
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Which of course reminds me of the movie of Sinclair Lewis's "Elmer Gantry." Burt Lancaster plays the title role, and there's a great scene where he grins wickedly at a comely young lady and invites her to join him in the darkness behind the altar where, he said, "I'll put the fear of God right into you!"
Re: Heresy! Blasphemy! Mio Dio!
That last line really sticks it to my all too often used phrase: "said the actress to the bishop." Or, if the occasion call for it: "said the bishop to the actress."
i.e.: we're late for a poetry reading and my friend will say "Are you coming???"
I'll say: "Said the actress to the bishop."
;)
xo