The Minneapolis airport toilet where US senator Larry Craig was arrested for allegedly soliciting gay sex is now attracting tourists, say airport staff.
Oh. My. God. Do people have no idea what it means to vacation? To escape their everyday life and slip the bounds of drudgery and the mundane? Are their souls so dead, their imaginations so bereft of wonder, their dreams so crushed beyond repair, that they will blindly clutch at the crudest of diversions, just to experience something, anything that can cut through the haze and fog of their numb existences, as if they were jabbing their tongue into the toothache of their souls to feel — O, to feel — anything at all?
I mean — REALLY?
My apologies to all Minneapolians.
Or is that plural of Minneapolis?
Imagine that — more than one Minneapolis.