I'm sorry, so sorry. That I was such a fool. I didn't know. Love could be so cruel. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yes. (I'm sorry) I'm sorry. (So sorry) So sorry. Please accept my apology. But love is blind. And I was too blind to see. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yes. (‘I’m Sorry/by Self & Allbritten)
I ain’t buyin’ what your sellin’ Tuck! Nope bud, your history of lyin’ goes way back, as far back as your decisions to change your opinion when that opinion ain’t sellin’ anymore. Tuck, my man you made millions upon millions working your voodoo over at FOX. You were paid richly for the con, and you knew exactly who was in the market to purchase your home-made bigotry, racism, xenophobia, and paranoia. You ain’t no dummy Tuck, just a cold hearted liar, the kind of guy who most likely would set fire to a theater, lock the doors on the way out and then blame the entire fiasco on some minority, someone you delight in identifyin’ as the other.
I imagine you have already selected the next best bull shit person to become King of the Morons, so you pretend that somehow you have a conscience. You hurt lots of people, Tuck, and until Trump’s popularity began to slide, you suddenly came up with this newest rendition of SORRY!
Oh, yeah, Tuck, you can tell your ex-co-star Megan (please notice me) Kelly over at FOX propaganda and bull shit, that I ain’t buyin’ the snake oil she is tryin’ to sell. Ms. (but I am important too) Kelly changes her mind a lot more than you do; she is less cautious than you, perhaps more insecure than you, who knows.
So, sorry Tuck, and Megan, your sleaze bag tricks are nothing but ploys and plots, schemes, and scams to jump the Trump ship, and I suppose highjack whatever hateful cruise liner comes along next!
