Let’s explore the cultural/political significance of Heidi Montag, who apparently goes around in public in a whimsical prostitute nightgown….
I think I’ve seen perhaps 10 minutes total of “The Hills” when I was on an elliptical trainer at the gym…and outside of Heidi Montag (until she opens her mouth), I can’t think of a single redeeming feature the show possesses. Well, there are Montag’s breasts, which apparently have endorsed noted horndog Sen. John McCain for President. As yet, the McCain campaign has had no official response, but one wag noted that McCain’s dog, Boner, looked as if he was ready to hump Montag’s leg. No doubt single guys nationwide are wishing they were Boner. (I know there’s a joke just screaming to get out here, but that’s just way too easy….)
And now the breasts have McCain all excited…and if he’s not careful, the poor guy’s going to blow a fuse in his pacemaker. McCain was quick to assert that he’s grateful for the eagerly awaited endorsement from the breasts…and he wants us all to know that he never misses an episode of “The Hills”. Uh, this of course begs the question, “Do we really want a 206-year-old President who’s hooked on an MTV pseudo-reality series?” Yeah, he’s probably singing “Bomb Iran” while he’s…well, I don’t know that I really want to go into detail about what he’d be doing while watching the breasts emote on screen.
Thankfully, my political views aren’t motivated by breasts. Show up with a pair of kneepads, though, and then we’ll talk. No matter how much the breasts may have me mesmerized, I’m STILL not going to be voting for John McCain. Not even I am that easy. Close, but not quite….
