Ha.
Remember how Michelle O waxed poetic about her great gran-parents riding dat Unnerground RR?
She actually thought it was a real train.
But no, Dan Quayle can’t spell potato.
If you asked her if she liked The Drinkin’ Gourd by the New Christy Minstrels she’d probably give you a blank stare. Or maybe she would ask what kind liquor was in the gourd.