caution on his part because | promised if he fucked around with me, I’ d let on that he caught his herpes from Nancy Reagan.” Digby Diehl concluded, “Harlan’ s only fear is that he’ Il get in a car accident and have to re-live this event. And in the true tradition of roasting, that tradition being to talk dirty and mention a big name, thank you all for coming. And join us next week when our guest roaster will be Mother Teresa.” | blurted out, “I fucked her.” The audience screamed, hooted, stomped, and Robin jumped out of his chair and ran around in a circle. Then he said, “Gandhi is going, ‘Who is this man? He may not get through the gates of heaven for that line’ ” Harlan said, “Thank God Krassner got off one good one.” | explained, “I guess | just fell into the insult mode.” “Basically,” said Robert Silverberg, “the roast is a really ugly, repugnant, immature and childish art form. | hate it. And | will only do one if Harlan is the target.” And on our way home, Nancy summed up the irony: “A compliment was originally perceived as an insult, and consequently we’ ve had an evening of insults which were really compliments.” HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_015389