Vanity Fair's Sarah Palin Profiler: 'The Worst Stuff Isn't Even In There'

Instead of running for mayor of Wasilla, Levi Johnston could redeem himself in the eyes of Americans if he hunted down that dented cooler.



Or slipped a radio transmitter into Palin's house on one of his visiting days with the kid(s).



Or collected a hair follicle (or swabbed some drool) from Trig for DNA analysis.
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