And you're not going to believe it, either.
Periodically we enjoy showcasing the rib-tickling polemical skills of Vicki Denhart, who for many years, in what might be the great lost Monty Python sketch if it weren't real life, has been masquerading as a male college professor named Erik at a blog called Freedom of Speech.
Thousands of New Albanians of all ages have no idea who she is or what I'm talking about, and they are the fortunate ones.
Granted, English language skills have never been the Vickster's stock in trade; witness the sentence above she intends as vicious comeuppance, but which merely comes off as untutored drooling: "Your just NOT qualified."
Verily, ever since Shirtless Marvin died, we've been concerned about the health of a woman who smokes like a chimney, taxes her heart with rage-filled denunciations of modernity, and pines after Hillary Clinton with a fervor that can only emanate from someone who has been beaten by Dan Coffey in a council election.
Fortunately, MN has cracked the code of Vicki's sporadic recent postings.
I figured out the pattern:
4th of July
Thanksgiving
Christmas
New Year's
Valentines Day
St Patrick's Day
By gum, I think he's got it. These must be visitation days at the asylum. Maybe someone should ask Auntie V.
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