I got this smokin’-hot Sarah Palin flyer from Robert Duvall at a secret fundraiser for Hollywood Republicans. Turns out it’s been digitally distributed to over thirty-five million “fiscal conservatives who appreciate boobies.” While I’m sure I’ll stare at Sarah Palin’s breasts during the debate, I doubt I will find the experience masturbation-worthy. But it might get me worked up enough to pop in my bootleg Blu-ray of “Sarah Palin: Hot Enough For Porn.”
