A. Trebek > > > > > > > > > A. Jones. Godspeed!
Speaking of A. Jones, it’s only a matter of moments before he says this surgery (according to A. Jones, the ‘so-called’ surgery) is merely a coverup for A. Trebek’s running a covfefe-harassment ring out of the commissary at Sony Pictures Studios in beautiful downtown Culver City. Rest easy, A. Trebek. Your humanity & decency will long outlive the antics of A. Jones & his loudmouthed ilk. And even without your moustache, you are infinitely more telegenic than A. Jones ever will be, and that includes his swallowing all the botox in InfoWarsLandIstan, nevermind that you have more than a few years’ seniority on him! Plus, it’s better to hawk charitable organizations & life insurance than sawdust-filled supplements of dubious origin. In the end, what ever happened to G. Beck, W. George, M. Downey Jr.? Crickets? That’s what awaits the tubbie A. Jones — and he is tubbie! But as for yourself, Mr. A. Trebek, when something’s good, it’s never gone. Get well soon! The Part of The World That Does Not Traffic In Money-Laundering & Conspiracy Theories Needs You! Hurry. Thank you.
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NONE — regrets!
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A. Trebek #1 always! You can have A. Jones. A. Trebek #1 always.