Not happenin’ soon enough.
I want to see NYT slugs out on the street.
Begging.
On drugs (oh, forgot, most of ‘em probably always were on drugs).
May the flies of a thousand camels come to rest in their beer.
May an unclean yack back into their linen closet.
May a crazed drug user (perhaps even the president) streak their daughter’s debutante party.
“May a crazed drug user (perhaps even the president) streak their daughter’s debutante party.”
And if they show their butt while streaking, they become sex offenders.