Back in my day
I had trudge 2.5 miles in the cold just to have the privilige to wait in line for three hours to move to another line to vote. You young punks have it easy.
On a less amusing note I want to punch the guy in line behind me in the face. He takes the most condescending tone I've ever heard with his wife. And he's a mega-whiner. Bitch, bitch, bitch. We have to wait in line for three hours, waaaa. He needs to get over it, try another early voting location or go home and shut-up. Or just shut his mouth in general. I don't care if his wife is the biggest bitch whore on earth, nobody deserves to be talked to like that on such a constant basis. Now I have to eat the food that the best mom in the world brought me.
On a less amusing note I want to punch the guy in line behind me in the face. He takes the most condescending tone I've ever heard with his wife. And he's a mega-whiner. Bitch, bitch, bitch. We have to wait in line for three hours, waaaa. He needs to get over it, try another early voting location or go home and shut-up. Or just shut his mouth in general. I don't care if his wife is the biggest bitch whore on earth, nobody deserves to be talked to like that on such a constant basis. Now I have to eat the food that the best mom in the world brought me.