Jennifer Hudson Is Very Offended By the Media

Tom, I gotta tell you, I've been to all kinds of places around the world. I've inhaled the pungent body odour of people from Afghanistan to Zambia. I've smelled life's rich, disgusting pageant. But nothing compares to the furtively warm, wet, dead-mouse stink of a dude sitting next to me on the Greyhound bus service to Roanoke in July 2003. He was a red-blooded American son, and the US should be proud to have produced such a stench for the ages. Not every culture can do that, Mr Arnold. Only the special ones.