Oh, Sylvia fucking Browne. I worked a show of hers up in Seattle once, and she told a woman in the crowd whose niece had been missing for two years; "She's dead. They raped her and strangled her."
I said, "Damn. Even for a professional liar, that's cold."
I said, "Damn. Even for a professional liar, that's cold."
Fuck off, dead professional liar.