Serious ‘Weekend at Bearnies’ vibe.

It is the most liberating feeling, the first time telling someone, “Nah, I’m good.”

Their identities are her bargaining chips to never set foot in a prison cell.

Their leader will hand over their identities for reduced sentence.

All recipients should be tried as a traitors.

When the whole building is gone will anyone begin to feel he is an American-hating traitor?

America last!

You mean, pardoned?

There was no election. It was a polling place take over. No one voted for the orange—those numbers were a gift from the “voting booth genius.”

Voters? You mean, “voting machine genius?”