All while also plumbing the depths of purple in her prose.

Colonel Sanders--You bitch!

Yale notwithstanding, the man is not nearly as smart as his reputation suggests.

One of our saving graces with this administration is its rank incompetence.

Likely, his handlers convinced him that the crowd was really cheering and that only the fake news says they were booing.

We're going to end up with another measure of time; the Weis, the midpoint between a Scaramucci and a Yaccarino.