Sandra Bernhard Gets Away with Racist Anti-Palin Tirade
hey, and everybody, everybody! let’s hear a huge round of applause for herb’s ilk, too. hey, let’s hear it. hey. hey.
(applause. more applause, building to a crescendo. herb comes out for an encore, but, sadly, trips because the hem of his filthy jeans is six inches past his equally filthy, low-black, second-hand tennis shoes. herb, undaunted, wipes the drool from his chin, belly, and fly. pushing aside even filthier hair (suzy wong cut) from his cheeks, choking back tears, he turns once more to his audience, pirouettes, throws a kiss, and, smiling through teeth not brushed since the last leap year, says : i did it for my ilk. i did it for you. i love you! i love you! (even more deafening applause.) the curtain closes on herb, once more. sad.)
