Nobody really reads blogs on the weekend, which is healthy. You should be out trying to have sex and spread merriment and goodwill. I don't understand why so many horny people go home alone when they could awake the next morning with some fucking psychopath who you had drunken sex with.
I am fighting to be ensnared with political concern only to have my hope dashed onto the rocks like an overipe watermelon. But here is my idea for a party on election night that might help kill the sting you might get from the creature known only as American ignorance. A political drinking game. You put your name down on whoever you think will win the state and if you're wrong, you drink. Worst case scenario, the ass-rimming, monkey puppet wins again and you are already killing the pain with hard liquor. If things go well for you then you'll be drunk just in time to celebrate. Either way, crash at your friend's place or get a cab ride home. Voting and Drinking should be done in moderation. Women who are pregnant should be able to get two votes so politicians would covet their votes enough to stroke their tummies and ask "May I ask if it's going to be a Republican or a Democrat - laughity laugh laugh chuckle smile. "It's not mine is it?" Crowd laughs as candidate dips pregnant woman and tattoos a big wet one on her lips.
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