Was driving in rural Iowa. Wife starts yelling, "Deer. Deer!" I see the 3 deer on the side of the road so i start to slow down and move to the middle of the road. She yells it again, "Deer! DEER!" I say, "I see them...." then thunk. I hit the bastard standing in the middle of the road. She's like, "What the hell? Were you aiming for him?" I'm like, "I missed 75% of the deer. That's pretty good, right?" $3,600 in damage. Then she goes and hits a mountain lion with the same car (Mountaineer). $3,200 in damage. So we're even.
The problem, Joe, is that what happens in the locker room shouldn't always stay in the locker room. Some things are just a little too important for that. Children were being raped, Joe.
I loved what I thought you stood for, but it turns out that you were willing to stand by for more than I ever imagined.
Damn, Joe. You had all the power in the world at your disposal. You could have stopped this evil. What the hell were you thinking?