The following story is a work of speculative fiction. Any resemblance to real Pat Sajaks, living or dead, is strictly coincidental. Only a month had transpired since Pat Sajak sat down at his computer and wrote of his disregard for global warming, but already his countenance had started changing. He used to be affable in the green room of his television show, commenting to passing contestants about the miserable quality of the deli platter. “Just like
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And the word "bankrupt" wasn't used once in the whole tale.