Stephen Green, posting at Instapundit, links to a Washington Free Beacon parody of a Kamala Harris childhood recollection. Enjoy:
I remember sitting in a large group at the coloring station. A few of the kids were talking about their mommies and daddies, but everyone went quiet when I started to cry. The teacher rushed over to see what was wrong. Honestly I didn't even know. "She'll be fine," the teacher assured my classmates. Suddenly it hit me. "Pwonouns," I blurted out between sobs. "Gin-doored pwonouns." My parents had to come pick me up. "What's the matter?" they asked, looking concerned. "Twans wives," I said, no longer crying. "Twans wives matter."
Our Veep-elect has a vivid, inventive imagination unshackled to the truth.
