That literary turd we can’t seem to scrape from the bottom of our thong, Kathy Lette, has admitted – in the pages of London’s The Daily Mail, and on Australian morning television - to having had an affair with a married man. Now, I’m aware that there are some people who’d rather watch their own children slow grilled on a bed of live paederasts than see Kathy Lette talking, let alone to read her terrible writing, but blow me down if the piece in The Daily Mail didn’t feature scarcely a pun at all (well, maybe one or two, but that’s well down on Kathy’s usual high fre-pun-cy!). I have decided, then, to rewrite Kathy’s piece and publish it below, torturing the prose in the manner to which Kathy’s poor suffering words are accustomed. Enjoy…
“Some people are like Slinkies - not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.”
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Jack Marx rips into Kathy, again
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Can you believe that KL is a popular media figure in the UK. She has perfected self promotion which indicates there's hope for us all. Mehaul
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