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I was browsing some of the newest evidence of Coulter’s plagiarism (it’s been noted by a more than a few people before this latest crop, but this time it’s gaining momentum for some reason. Note to researchers: pay attention to what she doesn’t cite, not just what she puts in her end notes) and every time I a picture of her, this damn catchy 11-note riff keeps popping into my head. Wha’ the fu, dude?

In case you’ve been in a cave, this is Ann:

Notice anyting? Besides the nicotine-stretched skin, anorexia, and dead eyes, that is. Let me help:

More?

I hear what you’re saying. What if she’s just a dessicated zombie skank and not an aging drag queen who got all of her makeup tips from Divine?

That bulge could just be her neck vertebrae showing through the neck region and only slightly cushioned by the 300 scarabs she had to ingest as part of the revitalization ritual! And what if she’s an alien, dude? Have you ever considered that?

I’ll admit, that picture is strong evidence of extraterrestrial origin. That neck! It’s straight out of that one stretchy neck grey alien movie! Those 2-meter forelimbs! The totally fake tits!

And who could blame an alien or a dessicated zombie skank for plagiarizing? Not me! No sir. But wait! Do you hear that? The riff is coming back again…

I can’t imagine why that keeps playing in my head.