Doug MoFo Giles can't wait to strap on a 12-incher and whip it out muy pronto

Doug MoFo Giles sees nothing but twitchy sphincters (his imagery, not mine) and can't wait to strap on a 12-incher and whip it out muy pronto.

I say it’s Martial Law time. I say we get Pat Robertson to call for the-doctrine-of-assassination card to be played against the giddy, wading thugs who see this catastrophe as their window of opportunity. I say we demand—and muy pronto—massive numbers of our great armed forces to blitz the French Quarter. [link]

And if Doug the MoFo can't find a 12-incher, I hear that Mona Charen's got one.