Oh, the tumult and shouting! Oh, the rending of clothes and the gnashing of teeth! What a scandal is rocking the world!
Is it Hillary’s destruction of the emails that doubtless detail her night of debauchery that explains why she slept through the 3 A.M. phone call from Benghazi the night her embassy was attacked, resulting in the death of her dear friend, Ambassador Chris Smith?
No.
Is it Bruce Jenner, coming out of the closet with the most disgusting admission on national television in history and also that he’s really a woman?
No.
Is it Pam Geller, whipping the world into a frothing frenzy with her encouragement of the irresponsible use of cartoonery?
I wish.
It is rampant corruption in the universe of World Cup Soccer?
Please, nothing so trivial.
I’m horrified to admit that I presented false information right here, on this site.
Turns out, the piscine filets Jay cooked up for me the other night were not crappies but sunnies.
I’m sorry. I take full responsibility for the misinformation, it was my own fault in not double checking the source of the food; I assumed and we all know what happens when one ASS U MEs.
Please accept my heartfelt apology.
If you don’t, I’ll have to change my name to Molly Norris and move to Seattle.