Crap. I called to get those brothers to call off the intervention and now I'm committed to standing in traffic to sell The Final Call for the next two years. I don't even have a bow tie. And if Duufuss sees me out there, he's gonna think I have a job and can pay child support if he figures out that one [[me) plus one [[his now sober daughter) equals three [[she's pregnant with triplets). And if I'm photographed selling newspapers in a bow tie and a Kufi hat, I'm gonna get birthered by Trump and Joe Biden.

What a revolting development this is...