No, not the tall piece of arm-candy he somehow landed as his wife. He gets "mad props," "big ups," and a hardy "kudos" for that.
It’s the shirt.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m sure there are good reasons not to eat 'cue. Like, your stomach lacks the enzymes to break down the barbecue AND you cannot find a friend to swallow, digest, and regurgitate it for you.
But I bet Dennis Kucinich has got the enzymes. I bet he’s got plenty of them enzymes.