Dingus of the Week: Scott Walker
Plus, a dingus mad libs for you
It seems dramatic, but I would like to breathe. I can’t. The smothering air from the forest fires in Canada has blown over much of the Midwest. Which means when I step outside it smells like someone left a hot glue gun on too long and my face feels like a Royal Canadian Mountie personally rode a horse down to Iowa and punched me in the face.
Even the epi…