Duh.

A Corner reader asks Jonah why there'd been no mention of yesterday's Phil Gramm fucknuttery. Sayeth The Load:

My own excuse is that this is one of these stories that I somehow missed until late in the day, not sure why that is.

Because, you shit stain, you were frittering away the hours writing about "tall shrubs for gay swingers," "artificial volcanoes" and "cow farts."