So, Carrie Prejean is having a bit of week, isn’t she?

Aww. Wee wee made a boo boo. Or Two Two.

I mean, one week you’re the darling of the conservative movement, and the next thing you know, you’re being called a hypocrite as your image as a high-falutin’ blonde ball of judgment stops meshing with the low-falutin’ images you sent your boyfriend five years ago.

Right now, there are a lot of people doing an endzone dance over Prejean’s misfortune.

Luckily, she’s apparently an actual blonde (sorry.  Easy joke) and doesn’t seem bright enough to navigate the Mark Sanford-esque minefield she’s laid out for herself.   On CNN she made the case that it wasn’t a sex tape because she was by herself.   What is that – the “I tried it but did not inhale” defense for pornography?

But there she is, on all the shows, screaming conspiracy, as though liberals travelled back in time and put the camera on the tripod.   Honestly, if liberals had a time machine, they’d go back in time and try to take out Glenn Beck, like he the Terminator robots went after John Connor.  This mess is ALLLLL you, kiddo.

And I see a pattern.

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