Last I saw, Russert was kneeling in two feet of Washington, D.C. snow in sun jammer shorts. Now, I suppose it makes sense that Anthony Weiner finally opens up about whether or not the peen at the epicenter of Weinergate was actually a peen that belonged in his own pants.
Russert is having The. Best. Day. Ever.
“This was a circumstance where someone committed a prank on the internet,” he told Russert. “I didn’t send [that] picture out” the congressman said, though he does not know who did. Is the photo of him? “I can’t say with certitude” he told Russert.
What dude? You don’t know what your peen looks like? I’m not a guy, but if I were, I’m sure I’d know what the hell my peen looks like. I mean do they dress up in mustaches and top hats? Are there peen disguises at the Peen Spy Shop? Whatever.
Own up to the schlong, Weinie.
