
Now I'd like you to imagine this scene: An enraged Buttarazzi comes stomping down editor's row screaming for Richard Cohen after the pencil-necked weasel squirted out one of his more outrageous excretions. We pan to Cohen, who is hiding behind the copying machine with a curious dark stain slowly running down the inseam of his khakis.
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