It’s not easy being Touré. After all, it’s gotta be exhausting to exist in a state of perpetual outrage. An endless Cycle of outrage, if you will. And yet, somehow, Touré goes on.
And on and on and on …
Oh, Touré. The race card again? Bless your heart. You didn’t actually think you’d get away with that, did you?
Bingo. Or, put another way: