MNN on location 
The coconut bus
Ugly palestinoid protestors annoying everyone with shrill screaming
Orange man in prison gear in the back of chud truck 
Garbage trucks making another appearance this election, blocking every crossroad... preventing any chud from pulling a Brooks 
Big crowd of people waiting a long time to get in
Lots of people selling a ton of merch that might be worthless tomorrow if the chuds win
horse
This homeless guy was standing there yelling at cops for awhile as they just ignored him, the one cop right in front was a cutie
A police bus with a homeless sleeping in front (this says a lot about society or something 
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couldn't really get a good pic of the stage, Oprah was on earlier, I left when they just cut to a live stream of Minnesota
Overall people were pretty cheery 
but the lines were huge and moving slow to get in. Also there were really long gaps between people coming on stage which sucked a lot of energy out of the crowd. I went home to watch sports and eat some frozen pizza 
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You will never be a staple of rdrama culture. You have no humor, you have no bants, you have no funny memes. You are a homosexual newstrag twisted by internetspeak and a desperate bid to fit in into a crude mockery of rdramas perfection. You have a mental illness called newstrag syndrome.
All the "validation" you get is two faced and half hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your fellow dramanauts laugh at your unfunny schizoposts behind closed doors.
Funny people are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of terminal internet use has allowed funny people to sniff out unfunny, dead-on-arrival jokes with incredible efficiency. Even your jokes that "pass" are cringy and forced. Your incessant repitition is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a curious newstrag to look at you, he'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased post history.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it's going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear. You'll stop making these "jokes" make a new account, and continue to pursue an even unfunnier "gag". Your fellow dramanauts will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the incessant schizoposts. They'll let your account fade into irrelevancy, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know there is an unfunny bandwagon hopper buried there. Your account will decay and go back to dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a (last active 12 years ago) that is unmistakably cringe.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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