Somewhere through my blanket-covered, OJ-chugging haze, I noticed that Hillary's campaign is going to, err, heck. So, I may cross over tomorrow in the Virginia primary and do the unthinkable. Mwahahahahaha.
Or, that could be the fever talking.
I'll try to be back on the ball tomorrow. I just popped some Nyquil, which should lessen my earthly burden for a few hours. Ha.
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