What's shaking w the deadline the Don gave the necromancers and their ghoul lobbyists? August 24 they were supposed to be in line.

Im planning on rocking Its The End of the World As We Know it for karaoke on vacation this coming week, and me and the wife and her friend make a splendid spectacle splash in this town where we holiday: there's a dozen videos of us in strangers phones when we get a turn.

So i already changed the first little verse to

It starts w a fake plague Ellen pimping Bill Gates, Donald Trump is not afraid.

Crossfire Hurricane, Etc regular song.

But the regular song is so dated no one even knows the references.

Anyone w clever changes please post them, this should be our thing, fun normal jabs in fun public context. I'll be throwing up signs

I just wanted to take a moment and unload my never before expressed bewilderment and confusion and enthusiasm for the fact that it feels like i have a president now.

I am a long time Ron Paul activist, delegate, did what i could to work his plan of overtaking the GOP at th local, committee level.

It was fun and i made good and lifelong friends and have a good citizen network for it but I never got to feel any kind of victory or reward; all our candidates always lost or were railroaded into oblivion, i brushed up against the NJ Norcross machine, saw a state Senate candidate's penis while managing a young woman's campaign and all (story for another thread: the corrupt, repulsive, sick bastards) but I'd competely given up on America and the electorate.

Trump changed that for me. I instinctively and from information jiust dismissrd Bush and Obama as obvious ruling class stooges arrayed against me and thought it could never change.

Now tho, the Don! I HAVE A PRESIDENT! It's a strange sensation. I understand why the rabble feels so good having one.

Sorry for the stream of consciousness meandering but it's just so odd to a jaded pothead millennial who watched Corbett and Infowars like 13 years before it was cool.