September 18, 2002
I had reluctantly responded to another one of Jesse Helms' ‘urgent' phone calls summoning me AT ONCE to his place. Upon arrival, I stood aghast in his living room.
"Jesse," I stammered, unbelieving, "it looks like a dildo factory exploded in here!"
"If you can find the white one, you can shove it up your scrawny white ass and keep it," he giggled.
I was offended. "I do NOT have a scrawny ass! My husband Tom Cruise says my ass is full and voluptuous."
Jesse put his hands on his hips, exasperated. "You are such a little faggot," he remonstrated.