Yes, yes, Even I--the great ironist of this post-racial age--am prone to reversing the polarity on my irony detector from time to time. And so I completely missed the tongue squarely positioned in Maureen Dowd's cheek. I won't bore you with excuses. I don't think I have any. My SAT scores weren't that good. I guess this is why you don't take candy from saucy, red-headed babies.
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