For those of you outside of Chicago not following this case closely, this is definitely par for the course for this idiot and his idiot attorney, Joel Brodsky. Last week, they voluntarily called into a morning radio show and offered to play "Drew Peterson's Dating Game." (Mind you, Sgt. Peterson is still legally married at this point.) Station management hastily scratched the idea, and Drew expressed his disappointment to the papers, saying he already had questions at the ready for his bachelorettes, such as "Are you PMSing?" and "Have you had a boob job?"
After that stunt, a woman fired off an e-mail to Brodsky, expressing her disgust for him in no uncertain terms. He responded professionally, asking "What's the matter? Not getting any?" Oh, peas in a pod, these two.
Oh, and for all the crowing Peterson does about the unfair media pigs ruining his life, he's never been hesitant to volunteer himself for the papers, TV, or radio when it suits him. And apparently, lie-detectors are just fine, so long as he's getting paid and the authorities aren't officially involved. It's beyond sociopathic at this point.
Put him on the air live, have the first two questions off the bat be about wives 3 and 4, and let's get this done with.
