Strap in, patriots—the hypocrisy clown-car just rear-ended a Victoria’s Secret truck and the airbags were massive. Scene 1: The Big Reveal One minute Bryon Noem is holding gubernatorial punch bowls; the next he’s allegedly holding up a set of party-store helium hooters for a late-night bimbofication cam-fest. No judgment on the kink—rock whatever floats your silicone raft—but don’t run on Bible-thumping purity while you’re inflating Barbie parts like a county-fair bounce hous