DELICATELY HOLDING MY WEE NOSE

So I went and dutifully voted. Against everything that smelled Republican or special interest. Which was surprisingly easy, because one can spot scams a mile away in some cases. And, in a move sure to piss off some progressives, I also voted for Scott Wiener. Because sometimes progressive means anti-semitism. We live in strange times.

I also voted to tax the billionaires, depite believing that hunting them down and slaughtering them in front of their few remaining loved ones is a better option. Once their corpses have hung and dried for a week or so they won't smell that bad. Mediaeval punishments, baby, that's where it's at.


Lunch before I voted. One cannot contemplate torches and pitchforks on an empty stomach. The potentially violent mob must be well-fed. Red meat and grease!


If the Democrats win, we'll make Ohio a state.
To disappoint Donald Trump Jr. no end.
Oh well. Eggs and omelettes.
Monkey-faced bitch.

State hood for Ohio now!
Before Canada grabs it.
We saw it first!

So the progression today was eat, take my afternoon pills, go out and vote, smoke my pipe, get rained on, buy some smuggled cigarettes at a business where a few minutes before they had told a tourist that ya man we got no cigarettes maybe around the corner, and get rained upon some more after relighting my pipe. Some very Americanized young ladies did that theatrical anti-tobaccofiend coughing while I walked down the street.

Betcha their uncles and aunties think they're "precious".



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