Reporting Live From the Leftest and Loudest Place Possible
With apologies to Ellen Degeneres

There are currently two black lesbians screaming at each other about who loves who more behind my house. It is 6:45 AM on a Saturday morning and I shouldn’t have to take this shit — but I do.
As what appears to be a white male to the untrained eye, I can’t just go out there and start…