Welp, folks, it’s official: Lis Smith is the Sidney Falco of our era. Who else would have the skills, connections, and moral turpitude to pull together this ham-handed stunt involving Pete Buttigieg riding the subway to a joint in Harlem to split a bottle of hot sauce with Al Sharpton?

It’s been reported they discussed racial disparity n’shit, but let’s get serious; this was just a freakin’ foto op. They could’ve been re-enacting the fake orgasm scene from When Harry Met Sally for all we know. I mean, c’mon, look at all the freakin’ cameras in that place, crowding the window.

The questions I’d like to ask here are: what brand is that hot sauce, and why haven’t they brought out the mayo yet? You know… that big ‘ol jar of weak, tasteless, store-brand diet mayo…? Oh, waitaminnit…

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Presented without comment, after seeing this vile little chunk of news.

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The kid can’t help it; he’s got that ol’ Russiagate Hangover. Granted, this piece is a bit late, but I’ve been out of town and besides, this kinda shit is evergreen.

So, how many of you are old enough to remember February? Remember Sen. Amy Klobuchar, one of my own personal favorite Russiagaters – or, as I like to call her, Frau Blucher – and her legendary abusive behavior in the office and her spectacularly crass defense of the same? Yeah, she really is a favorite.

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Never mind for a moment the idea that you’d ever see a pompous-ass big-city morning tome like the Post use the phrase “sweet spot” on top of the fold on A1. This is some of the best news I’ve seen smack on the front page in years. “Candidates Fear Socialist Label…” Why am I so overjoyed at that?

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