Miss Fluke, Do You Swear to Be the Slut, the Whole Slut, And Nothing But the Slut, So Help You Obama?

Ms Fluke testifies on problems discovered during her participation in last year's slutwalks.

And from the Daily Rash: I was having sex when the president called me.

ANDREA MITCHELL: So, a phone call from the President of the United States!


SANDRA FLUKE: I know!


ANDREA MITCHELL: What was that like, Sandra?






SANDRA: (blushing) Oh, I was so embarrassed!


ANDREA MITCHELL: Why would you be embarrassed?


SANDRA: Well, I was having sex and when I answered my cell phone!


ANDREA MITCHELL: You were having sex in the green room?


SANDRA: I know, probably not a good idea huh?


ANDREA MITCHELL: Who... uh, with who?


SANDRA: Some cleaning guy. He said he had some birth control and offered to share with me.


ANDREA MITCHELL: You had sex with our custodian because he had birth control?


SANDRA: Do you have any idea how difficult it is for a woman to get that stuff?


ANDREA MITCHELL: (coughs self consciously) So what did the President, uh, have to say?


SANDRA: Oh, he was so sweet. He was worried that his call may have interfered with me reaching an orgasm.


ANDREA MITCHELL: President Obama was worried …


SANDRA: I assured him I’d had a couple of awesome ones before he called and that my needs had been met. He said he was happy for me.

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