01/19/21 (2): Op. Posth. No. 17 (Hair, Fingernails, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, etc.)
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12/06/19: I Told the Secret Service to Just Go Ahead and Make “Orange Concealer” My New Code Name
11/03/19: I Never Asked to Be a Father, and Yet I Am the Best Father Imaginable
03/25/19: Cemetery Traffic Can Be Murder
03/22/19: It’s Not So Much a Jingle as It Is a Mob Chant, But It’s Mighty Catchy All the Same
12/05/18: I Can Hardly Be Expected to Get Through a Whole State Funeral Without Snacking
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