The FBI Searched My Home!!


Yep, they came into Musto’s house and took away trash bags full of evidence, searching for any possible clue of alleged–and I repeat alleged–wrongdoing!

Apparently, they even went into my car and nabbed my satellite radio!

All this while I sat there sweating bullets while watching All My Fucking Children!

I didn’t do anything, I swear!!!!

They must be framing me because they’re still mad about my scoop that J. Edgar Hoover once wore a gown that didn’t match his pumps.