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February 06, 2014
Dominatrix wants shot at whipping Rob Ford into shape(video link)
Source: Torontosun.com. - Torontosun.com - Canada
CANADA - TORONTO - As a public service, Mizz Barbie Bitch has offered to whip our mayor into shape.
This is no idle talk, since Mizz Barbie Bitch is a top Toronto dominatrix.
“Give me a week with him,” she tells me.
That long? You’ll kill him.
“C’mon, it’s Rob Ford. I can’t work wonders overnight.”
No charge?
“Absolutely. It’s my civic duty. I love my city. I want to give back to it.”
Intrigued and infused with hope for municipal peace, I meet Mizz Barbie on Yonge St. at Northbound Leather, which is sort of her Walmart. A beginner’s ball gag runs you $34.
Last time I saw her she wore a Rob Ford for Mayor button. This time she’s decked out in a Ford T-shirt, with the infamous “I’ve got more than enough to eat at home.”
Quote of the year. It’s outpacing anything Kennedy or Gandhi ever said.
“I’m a Rob Ford supporter,” Mizz Barbie, 43, tells me, tossing a coppery curl. You could drown in those big brown eyes.
“We need to let him do his job. Everyone forgets that when he screws up, it’s after hours. On his own time. Mind you, he sure screws up a lot.”
Yes, we’ve noticed Robbie is a beggar for punishment. Like a masochist?
“Funny, eh, how he dominates in his work life, but outside that he puts the power in the hands of anyone with a video camera. He puts himself in these volatile situations. Completely masochistic.”
So what would you like to say to our mayor, Mizz Barbie?
“Can I have a bobblehead? ”
Anything else?
“Call me, Mr. Mayor. I can help you.”
I grit my teeth, gird my loins and dare to ask: How, Mizz Barbie, how would you help him?
“We need to start over. Regress him back to his baby days.
Diapers, pacifier, the whole thing.
“Then we reprogram him …”
I will spare the mayor and you, gentle reader, the details. Suffice to say, a new mayor will emerge, baby-faced, much less twitchy, and more focused on his job. Maybe a bit red and tender in certain places, but that’ll heal.
A little tickle therapy is in order, too. Rob might actually like that, judging by last week’s photo of him and budget chief Frank Di Giorgio in council chambers.
Ford “needs to have some fun,” says Mizz Barbie Bitch. Fun that doesn’t involve chemical substances and street gangs, she means.
If Robbie wants a demonstration, and I can’t imagine he’d want to jump into this unprepared, Mizz Barbie says she’s lined up a Ford look-alike to bat about at Northbound Leather’s fetish bash at The Phoenix on Feb. 15.
All councillors are invited, of course. I’d pay to see Adam Vaughan in a spiked thong and dog collar.
Indeed, Mizz Barbie is toying with the notion of running for mayor. Which makes her a masochist. Meantime, she works out of a dungeon in her downtown home, at $225 an hour, including Band-Aids and Polysporin.
Politicians are a Mizz Barbie speciality. “And lawyers and cops.”
“Don’t ask me who, but one guy has a Star Wars fetish. I broke a sith saber over him.
“They’re at the top of the food chain - until they enter my door. It’s the only time in their world they can be anybody they want. If they want to be Jar Jar Binks they can be Jar Jar Binks. If they want to be Shirley Temple, they can be Shirley Temple.
“It’s absolutely an escape. And therapeutic.”
No sex, though. Don’t dare ask, even. You’ll just piss her off. And you don’t want to do that.
What the heck. Everybody and his dog has weighed in with advice for Rob Ford lately. Rehab, time off, workouts, wardrobe, driver, personality transplant …
Maybe bondage therapy will do the trick.
There you have it from the kinky corner of Ford Nation. Ford DomiNation, you might say.
This gives new meaning to the chain of office.
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