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Hmm, let’s see, the subtitle to this award-winning online magazine is “Tasteless American Satire for the Ill-Informed.”
If that doesn’t tip you off, then I will admit it: The articles are 100% made-up, but the satire behind them is as real as Donald Trump’s confusion about shiites and sunnis.
Despite the disclaimer, occasionally (more often than you’d believe), someone actually believes some of this crap, for example the Tennessee woman who thought it was legal to print her own money, because she read it here.
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