SubscribeBlanton pours himself another bourbon and water. He's got a wad of chewing tobacco in his cheek, and when he spits into the fireplace, the flames crackle louder.
"My boss says you sound like a dick," I say.
"Tell your boss he's a dick," he says.
"I'm glad you picked your nose just now," I say. "Because it was funny and disgusting, and it'll make a good detail for the article."
"That's fine. I'll pick my ass in a minute." Then he unleashes his deep Texan laugh: heh, heh, heh. (He also burps and farts throughout our conversation; he believes the one-cheek sneak is "a little deceitful.")
No topic is off-limits. "I've slept with more than five hundred women and about a half dozen men," he tells me. "I've had a whole bunch of threesomes" -- one of which involved a hermaphrodite prostitute equipped with dual organs.
What about animals?
Blanton thinks for a minute. "I let my dog lick my dick once."
damn dirty ape:I quote this because it points out something interesting about "Radical Honesty" that hasn't been stressed so far in this thread:
You're claiming that right wing radio opinions are people telling the truth ....
posted by goodnewsfortheinsane at 6:35 AM on September 5, 2007