Rush Limbaugh took the opportunity on his radio program yesterday to deliver this gross fantasy about our Secretary of State.
LIMBAUGH: I found myself in an elevator with Mrs. Clinton once. It was at a wedding, Brooklyn, doors locked, she hits the stop button. She said, Oh Rush, I've wanted to see you for so long, and nobody would believe it. Would you, would you make a real woman out of me? I said, Sure, let's take off our clothes. So I took mine off, and I pointed and I said, Now fold them.
The man is all class. I don't know what disturbs me more. The unparalleled misogyny dripping from his greasy lips at the expense of our Secretary of State, or the fact that he forced on me the mental image of him standing naked in an elevator (shiver).
What will it take to finally get this pig of a man off the air? What level of filth will he finally have to sink to that will make the last of his advertisers understand that they sully themselves and their products by their association with his program.
Let's keep up the pressure to Dump Rush!. That's it. That is all I have to say about this man standing naked in his elevator of shame.