Yesterday I saw Howard Dean on TV talking about something. I'm not really sure what – I was at the coffee shop and it was muted with no closed captioning.
I don't think the subject of the conversation could have been very important, I mean, it was HOWARD DEAN. No, the most important aspect was obviously the knot of his tie. The damn thing was so lopsided it looked like it was tied by a rabid squirrel in the throws of a seizure.
Mr. Dean, what do you call that amazing knot? A quarter-windsor? A "my wife hates me and told me to do it on my own"?