Zing Went the Springs of My Pants (James Wolcott)

One of the dangerous side effects of Viagra is that an overzealous popper of le pill bleu may begin thinking with his penis, letting it lead him into many a sideshow tent and down strange alleys where every sin has its cheap price. I fear this may have happened to midday radio legend Rush Limbaugh, still a touch damp from his recent bachelor safari in the Dominican Republic. I worry that the bawdy hand of the dial is on the prick of noon.*

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