Well, now we have the biggest security
breach in memory, maybe history, and

the front-line defense is made up of sixth-
grade level bully boys who stood on the

playground during recess telling sex jokes
and singing sex ditties they didn’t under-

stand but guffawed over anyway so as
not to be seen as clueless by all the other

clueless kids on the playground. Russian
Roulette, anyone?