I hate Pat Robertson. I hate Rush Limbaugh. And yes, I know *exactly* what the word means. When Jerry Falwell died, we went out and bought a white vibrator - named it Jerry. When I found out Oral Roberts died, I literally started dancing in the store. When Rush and Pat kick - the party's at my place.
Here's the latest in why I have absolutely no respect for Rush or Pat, and why I am comfortable wasting my time with directing negative thoughts at these jackasses whenever their names come up in conversation:
The earthquake is a 'convenient' tool for a black president and Haiti is 'cursed' by the devil