Oh, the crush I have on Michelle Malkin!
This isn’t some sort of cheap puppy love crush. This is a full-on, hubba-hubba, praise her from the rooftops, break out into song kind of crush. It’s the kind of crush where I write her name on my schoolbooks and sigh longingly. If I had a locker, I’d tape her picture up in it.
In fact, I just might buy a locker just to do that.
How could you not entirely adore a woman who decides to devote her appearance on Fox News to reporting what they are too frightened to report?
Even better that she’s gotten the attention of a reporter not-so-cleverly disguised as a braying ass whose column today reminds me of the sort of thing that the lonely, bitter flag squad girl would write about the girl who was the head cheerleader, the valedictorian, and the diva soloist in the school chorus.
Michelle, I adore you with a deep and abiding adoration!
