You see, his wife went missing (or skanking around with an 86 year old guitar player from Journey) for around 12 hours and my man Tareq immediately did what any concerned spouse would do: He held a press conference. He announced that his terrifyingly thin wife, Michaele, (are they just randomly throwing letters together and claiming it as their name?) had been kidnapped by ne'er do wells. He offered no proof, just a gut feeling that she was being held against her will. (And maybe she was, if you get what I'm sayin'.)
So I imagine she'll be pulled off the upper bunk of Journey's ancient tour bus, tearfully bid the fellas goodbye, then extend her bony thumb looking to hitch a ride back to D.C. or wherever those two dingbats reside.
I for one am eagerly awaiting the next dramatic move in this headline grabbing chess game. Stay tuned.
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