There’s this guy, Chris Faraone. Thinks he killed Breitbart. Ate some acid with us one time in Charlotte. Worked at the lamented Boston Phoenix, writing about hip-hop and Occupy and Breitbart and James O’Keefe and eating acid with us. He would like some money please!

But why does our buddy think he killed Breitbart? It’s all the acid, right? Well, he was pretty much the last person to get to FIGHT him — a proper donnybrook, he says! — although our much-missed sac of weapons-grade rage was beefing with like a dozen people, spending his last earthly moments tweeting insults. So why doesn’t Faraone admit that Twitter killed Breitbart, HENGHHH? It’s probably gonna take out Michelle Malkin too. We hope she does yoga or meditates or something. Her special brand of seething viciousness can really take it out of a gal.


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