What a sweet gig for an enterprising ghostwriter. You could make DeLay appear to say anything, and as he'd never actually read it, he'd be completely unprepared for the reaction. Myself, I would have put in a passage detailing how much he enjoys fucking underage goats while praising Satan and drinking a tall goblet of virgin's blood, gargling occasionally. And as it would have been true, no risk of libel!
"Eternity with Beelzebub, and all his hellish instruments of death, will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me and this pencil." - E. Blackadder, 1791 Questionable
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