I had a glimmering moment of hope. A girl can dream, can’t she?

But then, by the second set of alternate names, I thought, gee, I wonder if this is all just some cruel, cruel, cruel joke and the Spicemaster Clod wasn’t actually resigning?

I came to see that it was all just satire. Big ol’ sigh. But that’s ok, because I am sure there’ll be an equally amusing Trumper Tantrum via Twitter waiting to grace the pages of the Lying Times tomorrow.

Brilliant humor!

30 Years of Developing Software, 20 Years of Being a Parent, 10 Years of Being Old. (Effective: 2020)