2010 is shaping up to be a bad year for marriage. The latest blow is the news that famed talk show host Larry King wants a divorce from his wife.
Actually, this shouldn’t be much of a surprise. The Inquisitive One has done this seven times before.
Leapin’ lizards, Larry!
Marriage isn’t like renting an apartment. You don’t bail out when you want a change of scenery.
And sadly – but typically – this celeb divorce is starting to get nasty.
Both sides are accusing the other of cheating.
One report says that Larry’s wife found a credit card statement for a diamond necklace from Cartier’s that apparently went to the Other Woman.
Larry protested his innocence – you know how persuasive he can be – and to “prove” it, he gave his wife the title to three homes.
Leapin’ lizards, Larry!
It’s one thing to feel guilty. It’s another thing to commit economic suicide.
In turn, Larry’s crew says the wife was cheating … with their son’s baseball coach!
Is nothing sacred? (And was the kid at least moved from outfield to infield because of the involvement of the, uh, team mom?)
I think we’ve all learned a lesson here.
Larry may be the king of big-time interviews, but when it comes to holy matrimony, he’s just a pretender to the throne.
Let’s just hope he doesn’t remarry on the rebound.
Someone should tell him that eight is enough.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
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Tiger Woods, Larry King, and Bill Clinton are teeing off at St. Andrew's in Scotland...
Finish the joke and then discuss.
We the People refer all such insolent remarks to Reverend Doctor Bishop Carroll Butch Thomas, May He Live Forever.
Your attitudes have been noted, comrades, oh yes they have.
When Ol' Larry looks at himself in the mirror, WHAT, exactly, does he see that would(in his mind only) make a beautiful young woman even WANT to marry him? Never mind actually DOING the deed with him? Just living with him day after endless day,droning and pontificating on and on ad infinitum.
I suppose some woman might find him charming, erudite and knowlegibile, but dang! Marry it?
GAH.
To Massive Ferguson,
Tiger, Larry and Bill all agree that the little plaid skirts are cute but DANG, that's some hairy legs on them girls. And what's up with that catkilling racket from the big old purse they insist on hauling around everwhere.
Anne wins a deluxe weekend fot two in her choice of either one of Kirbyville's Motel He(ck)s.
Is it true that as of next week this 'blog will be known as The Doctor Carroll Butch Thomas Earth?
It had better be. My beloved Doctor Thomas knows all and sees all.
-- Poncy Tworbt, MA, Grief Counselor and Youth Minister
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