Squid Goes Pro
“I call some guy, the head of Exxon. I call the head of Exxon. I don’t know. How are you doing? How’s energy coming? When are you doing the exploration? Oh, you need a couple of permits? When I call the head of Exxon I say, ‘You know, I’d love for you to send me $25 million for the campaign.’ ‘Absolutely sir.’”
BUT WAIT – I spot the tell-tale “sir”!
Everything that comes out of our addled Aderall’ed pznint’s mouth must be fact checked, including “the,” “um,” “durrrr,” and the occasional nugget of crystal meth (only guessing, of course).