After this example of violet hued prose, over at Althouse the readership felt compelled to extend the bad writing into a friendly competition.
Well clearly the A.P. writers became jealous so they must have figured that this story about the dark lord's garage contents would exist beyond parody.
(it's not the language so much as the obsessively detailed listing of the contents of Karl Rove's garage that strikes me as beyond ridiculous)
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