Everybody's favorite person of interest, Drew Peterson, has once again used his deadly charm to woo the soon-to-be-rigor-mortised loins of a twentysomething woman. That's right, Drew Peterson is yet again engaged (thanks to Christoff for first alerting me to this, and thanks to Tradd for the title of the post). I guess we shouldn't be surprised. After all, he does have a bit of a reputation as a lady killer. What we should be surprised about is that the report came from Drew's publicist. He has a publicist? Shouldn't this so-called publicist vehemently advise Drew against marrying a 23-year-old, especially since, according to at least one person, his current wife is still alive?
But seriously, if you're this girl's parents, how do you react when she tells you the news? Do you question everything you've ever known? Do you continuously look at the door, waiting in vain for Ashton Kutcher to run into the room? Do you tell her to stay away from the bathtub . . . and blue 55-gallon drums . . . and Drew Peterson? Do you murder her preemptively on account of her stupidity?