So, I'm talking to an old dude on the street the other day . . . this is an old dude who I've known a while in a social sort of way . . . and he discovers who I plan (today) to vote for in the up coming presidential elections. He pointed out that he plans to vote for the other guy and thus will gleefully be "cancelling" my vote.
HA!
He doesn't know that I vote early, and I vote often. What's the point of having a wallet full of fake IDs if I can't now use them for good . . . since I no longer need to prove that I'm old enough to purchase that adult beverage?
I thought about renting a house-on-wheels and bringing along a few of my closest friends . . . but I figure a winnebago driven by a monkey, weaving and bobbing across county and state lines, and unloading bunches of "voters" would probably catch SOMEONE's attention. So, I guess this mission of mine is a solitary one.
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Are you suggesting that some people will resort to illegal measures to throw an election? Oh wait, I just remembered about 2000. Nevermind.
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