Now, I'd like to think of myself as fairly liberal, fairly open minded. My own tastes run somewhat outside the mainstream and I cheerfully read/contemplate even weirder stuff, but sometimes you just have to
draw the line:
"Looks like the only thing failing to spin in this zone are the rotors on our air conditioner, eh O'Reilly?" deadpans Stephen, focusing his trademark stare squarely on O'Reilly's quivering eyes. But O'Reilly can't meet his gaze - to him, the shorts are like a car accident, in all the right ways.
Taken from
this ditty from the fan fiction section of The Colbert Report site, I don't know if this is even real or not (real, in the sense of "being written by an actual fan and not just promotional copy" real).
I'm all for improbable pairings and the vicious thrill of seeing the prudish toppled, but... frankly, anything that describes Bill O'Reilly (for non-Americans - he's a hateful, conservative talk show host, truly repellent) getting hot and bothered over anything is just flat out perverted and wrong! I mean, REALLY, that's just some sick shit.
And yes, I'm familiar with O'Reilly's phone tapes with the felafel and loofah and so forth - bleach my brain, someone, please!!!