Or rather, did you have sex with Rick Perry? For free or for compensation? Did you play with Perry’s pecker in the hopes that one day he’d make it big and you’d hit the jackpot? Hope you saved some spooge! If so, your poignant recollection of Rick’s randiness is now worth $ 1 million.
Maybe at the time you weren’t thinking of doing it for the money. Maybe you like man-tan and pancake hair. But now that you’ve done the deed–and can prove it–Larry Flynt will pay you up to $1 million for your tale of Texan titillation. Granted tax will come out of that, but think of it as economic stimulus for your past stimulation. You could just ask Larry Flynt to donate the money to various charities, maybe ones in Texas–say for LGBT youth, the homeless and of course death penalty appeals.
This isn’t Flynt’s first time stirring the kettle of sexual incrimination. And he isn’t flying solo in his quest to discover Perry’s peripheral pokings. Last month Ron Paul ran an ad looking for anyone who may have rendez-voused with Rick.
One thing is clear: There’s liquid gold in Texan teabagging.
photo: screen shot, Written on the Wind (Douglas Sirk, dir. 1956)