The last election night that Trump was elected, Kevin and I were driving back from Texas.
Coming out of a shit storm.
It was a night voyage, my favorite, and I think he had eight or nine fat joints rolled for the trip home..
We were listening to NPR, in one single night we were listening to these people devolve into straight up babies.
And he was on their side, he was like yeah.
And I was like..
“listen to these babies crying”.
And now we get to do it again.
Theater.
Now I get to watch you again.
You’re the sick one.
I’m just some a******
dawn 