I wrote it and then I deleted it

I wrote a whole post about how the stars of the show Glee were doomed but I deleted it. I thought about and I thought that some of my coauthors might not want to be associated with my thoughts.

I thought about the thought police who might find the post and try to destroy me and mine.

It is just not worth it anymore. You can't count on the First Amendment to protect you. You can't count on the government or the law to protect you.

You are on your own.

After the scandal the greatest star had to change his name. To both ask for forgiveness and make a problem:

Will B. Goode.

You've got mail

To: Dakota Johnson
From: Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton Private email account
Re: Fifty shades of Grey

Hey Dakota.

How ya doing? I would like to congratulate you on the great success of you new film. I it inspiring. Bill has seen it fifty times already.

As you might know I am running for President and I would like you on my team. Especially since you are familiar with the Fifty Shades of Grey. So I need your advice.

You see my pubes are just about fifty shades of grey and I wonder if I should dye them so I will look younger on the Campaign Trail. Sometimes it shows through my pants suits. Especially the powder blue ones that are my favorite.

So I was wondering if you could stop by my Campaign Headquarters to sneak a peak. I value you opinion. With your help we can lick this problem.

So to speak.

Toodles
Hill.

Whose your Dada!

Whose your Dada!

Why it is me!

Idi Amin Dada!

But as proud as I am of you I am even more proud of an actual son of my lions. You see the annual meeting of Dictators, Genocidal Maniacs and Bad guys was held in 1978 in Haiti. Papa Doc had us all there. Colonel Kadafy. Cinescu. Kim El Jong. Fidel. Pol Pot. Joan Rivers. They were all there.

It was a great time like it always is when the gang gets together. Colonel Kadafy shared some of his female bodyguards who really knew how guard your body. Fidel brought a bunch of cigars. Pol Pot had some great Thai food. And our host Papa Doc imported a lot of beautiful girls. Mostly from the Dominican.

No don't get me wrong. The women of Haiti are beautiful but the voodoo thing is cause for some concern. You don't want them putting a curse on your little Idi if you can avoid it. So some hot Latin mamacita's were perfect for a little fun in the sun.

The girl I met was a beautiful senorita who claimed to be a medical student who was working her way through school. But they all say that. Juanita Ortiz was so hot and we had sex all day long. It was among the best experiences I ever had. Well except for the time I met that Australian Ho in the outback and after we had sex I knocked her out and put her on a spit and…..errr….this was really great.

What I didn't know is that the little minx had conceived from my mighty Amin sperm. And we had a Son. Little David. Little David Ortiz.

My son grew up to be big and strong. Like most Dominicans he had to choose between being a drug dealer, owning a bodega or becoming a baseball player. Luckily he could hit. He had a big bat. Much like me his father. He became a star. For the Red Sox my favorite team. And the team that is the favorite of all the dictators. He made me very proud. Someday I hope he will come to visit me here in Scotland. 

We have much to discuss.

WHOSE YOUR DADA!!!!!!!!!!!!!