Heh heh, at first I misread that as "well-known right wigger." Then I had a humorous vision of Ken as a scrawny, white, suburban teenager, running around the mean streets of Texas in oversized Sean-Johns and a du-rag, saying "yo" and "dog."
I have got to stop coming here. What passes for humor here is killing me. My antacid expenses are going through the roof.
