So I’m flipping through the radio while waiting for the Mickey Dee’s drive-through line to start moving, and there’s nothing on. So I say to myself, Hey, let’s put on C-SPAN. They’re usually less behind the bleeding edge of the news. So I turn it on…
…just in time to hear a sweet old lady-caller tell me about how she heard that [CANDIDATE’S NAME REMOVED] got caught having oral sex in the back seat in a car in a driveway, right there for kids to see. This was followed by a bit of dead air, so I assume that this was as much a surprise for the radio host as it was for me. The awkward part? She said all of this as I pulled up to the cashier window. Of course.
Yes. I apparently thought that you needed to know this.