Sometimes, we have no words. This is one of those times. The bungling crew that's squatting in the White House had NO IDEA about all this goshdarn Russian interference? Didn't work with them AT ALL? Didn't fire people based on whether they would or wouldn't support an investigation? Right. Again, no words.
Despite all our rage, this remains a transcendently delicious jam, with sweet raspberries dancing merrily with tart pomegranate, enhanced by a boozy splash of pomegranate liqueur. This boozy jam gives us hope for an eventual perp walk by the Dotard, though it may take longer than expected. Courage.
What the Fuck? (RaspPom Rage)
A jubilant combination of raspberries, pomegranate, sugar, pomegranate liqueur, lemon juice, pectin, in a 6 oz jar.