There is an alternate universe where Joe Exotic isn't just the president, but the emperor of mankind, leading humanity across the galaxy on a crusade to rule over the universe itself. He is still not wearing a suit.
We're not in that universe, and we all suffer for it.
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(I posted this in my thread but, relevant)
DUDE
DUDE
THIS MAN
I WILL VOTE FOR HIM
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead