By Capt. Fogg
What's a Happy Meal without a toy? Scooter went on trial and all we had for lunch was Scooter.
Regardless of the sentence Libby receives for obstruction of justice and perjury, I don't seem to have the sense of fullness I usually feel from leaving the table after justice is done. It's as though we were served cold scrapple when we expected the whole roasted pig, or perhaps two, with an apple in its mouth.
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