Let me be honest here, people. I hope this doesn’t come as too much of a surprise to anyone here, but Sarah Huckabee Sanders, White House press secretary under president Donald Trump (for now, at least) really Hucka-sucks.

I mean, come on. This woman has nothing going for her at all. I understand that trying to explain everything the president does to the American public must be no easy task, but unlike her predecessor, she’s not even fun to gawk at. She’s not spicy like Spicer, nor is she of whatever species Scaramucci was. Sanders is just plain Hucka-blah.

It must be difficult to be an even worse cabinet official than Anthony Scaramucci, but damn, she pulls that one off without a hitch. What would you rather call the person the president appointed to explain his gibberish ramblings, “Sarah Huckabee Sanders,” or “The Mooch”? Moreover, not even The Mooch got around to front-stabbing Twitter with an altered video of a reporter battering an intern. The choice here is a Hucka-cinch.

Even Sanders’ Wikipedia page Hucka-sucks. It says she “currently serves as the twenty-ninth White House Press Secretary under President Donald Trump.” What does that even mean? He’s had twenty-nine different press secretaries, and no one’s even noticed because we’re so distracted by Huckabee Sanders’ incompetence? She just leaves me Hucka-stumped.

To wrap this one up, July 26, 2017, is a day we should all regret. The day Huckabee Sanders took office was just Hucka-palling and should go down as one of the most shameful days in our country’s Hucka-history. I hope we can all move past this Hucka-trocity.

(By the way, my research for this piece killed so many of my already limited brain cells. I hope you all Hucka-preciate that.)