Three years ago, in an unguarded moment, ace Washington reporter Helen Thomas shat down her front. And therefore, to show that some of us are not willing to forget a nasty old lady's Ahmedinejad moment, it's time to sneer at her again.
"Oh man", the drunkard said, "I've just Helen Thomased!"
When the tide receded, the beach was covered with Helen Thomas.
As far as the eye could see, Helen Thomas was fermenting in the hot sun, holy Helen Thomas; the nauseating odour was one hundred percent Helen Thomas Helen Thomas.
Given what the old bat said, she's getting off lightly.
She'll always be far too Helen Thomas. She can't help it.
Even three years later, she is still sickeningly Helen Thomas.
Helen Thomas Helen Thomas, Helen Thomas!
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