Can't we just put it all down to the "theatrical context" that he so bravely tried to hide behind? He tells the "truth" you just have to see the air quotes while he's telling it.
He is dog, obscene glutton on our attention. He is bloated balloon of empty hot winds from giant butt. Why his skinny wife put up with his lardy-lies? He lied on her too (read Georgetown "apology" with never word "I am big, sweaty liar," drip from his lip. Even the masochist wife's fault, he say! "Bitch MADE me do it! BITCH!"
He hustle us, like giant slobby girley-boys. No looks, so talk too fast! Me hate them! Like giant catfish! Yuk!
He hustle us, like giant slobby girley-boys. No looks, so talk too fast! Me hate them! Like giant catfish! Yuk!
Do not catch this fish. Avoid like eel hi is!