Coulter? Didn’t she die already?

What a terrible marketing idea! What are her remaining fanboys going to fap to if there’s no picture of her on the cover? I mean, you don’t expect them to actually read that stuff, do you?

So, SNIFF THE GLOVE was already taken?

Geez, it’s “Smell the Glove.” And I think the better response would have been “Shark Sandwich,” since one of the reviews of it was two words: “Sh*t Sandwich.”

Anyway, someone tell Cecil B. Demille that Ann’s ready for her closeup.

I believe this is a photo of her, in a Gary Trudeau Doonesbury sense. Instead of a feather or cowboy hat to represent her, we instead see the infinite blackness of her heart.

This fall they’re going to be pushing shovel-fulls of books into the fireplace at the servant’s quarters of the Koch estates.

Huh. No signature cover photo of Annie in her signature black dress, doing her signature snarling smerk, with her signature “oh don’t you want this, republican boy” dominatrix body posture. Weird.

Silly Libs, its the 21st Century.

The pics are online!

wink, wink.
nudge, nudge.

I understand Ann has promised to pee sitting down during the duration of the book promotion.

Old Ann is starting to smell desperate. (Well, she probably smells like a lot of stuff — cigarettes, cheap wine, excess testosterone…) And now, with that title, she’s trying to ride the coattails of the current werewolves/vampires/undead stories. Although, come to think of it, maybe what with the black dress and those hollow eyes, she’s coming by that undead schtick in earnest.

I’m guessing the human skin she wears over her praying mantis body has finally become to brittle to fit into the black dress. I’m also guessing the title of her next book will be “Batshit”. It will contain Ann’s Quotations of The Founding Fathers, translated into English, with swearwords in place of the words that can only be properly pronounced with mandibles and palps.

On a positive note, the Nastyass Honey Badger post is pulling in more coments than old Insectivorus Horribilis herself, so maybe there is a new day a-dawnin’.

The market for willowy blondes barking out bloody-minded affirmations like a Genghis Khan peaked some years ago after the novelty wore off. Maybe the Arkansas Project will let her back in, if Scaife hasn’t gone senile(er) yet.