LETTER FROM MRS. RICHARD CHENEY TO HOMOSEXUALIST GOVERNOR JAMES McGREEVEY EXPRESSING DISGUST ON BEHALF OF NORMAL WOMEN EVERYWHERE
Formal Communication by the Second Lady
Governor James McGreevey
The State House
P. O. Box 001
Trenton, NJ 08625
August 20, 2004
Dear Governor McGreevey,
Earlier this week, I watched with a shock not to be confused with burning envy as you tap danced out of your closet, and publicly announced your conversion to the queerism lifestyle. This being America, you are of course FREE® to choose to ignore the scientific fact that God created all men (and certain lady rugby players) in His studly heterosexual image. But I too am FREE® – FREE® to express my disgust.
You see, Mr. McGreevey, I speak for millions of my like-minded sisters when I say that not only is your choice of men over women utterly inexplicable, it may very well also mean you're unfit to govern. And so on their behalf, I'm presenting you with these three simple questions:
1. When afforded the chance to reverentially fondle and suckle at two exquisitely soft, smooth, and poofy pillows of feminine chestal delight, would any rational person turn them down in favor of twisting and flicking at a couple of hairy little nubbins that don't even lactate?
2. When offered the opportunity to let one's fingers do the walking deep inside a lovely young girly's sweet, gooey honey pot, would anyone in his or her right mind rather grab ahold of some smelly man's nasty old meat pickle?
3. When suddenly finding one's face hovering mere centimeters above a fragrant plot of wild, untrimmed vulva grass, would any sensible person opt instead to nuzzle her honker up underneath a wrinkled, sweaty hacky sack?
If indeed you find you can answer "yes" to any one of those questions, then it is abundantly clear you are mentally deficient, and my sisters and I must insist with the utmost urgency that you resign your office. Not in November, as you have already stated you will, but immediately.
Yours Sincerely,
- Mrs. Richard Cheney ("Lynne")
PS - I'm sure that your wife must be very distraught. If she is in need of tender comforting, tell her she may call on me weekend afternoons at my efficiency apartment in the Watergate.
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