We're being warned that "there will be blood" spilled if Trump loses in a couple of weeks. Be afraid! Be very afraid!
Oh, for fcuk sake... All over Amurca, unemployed inbred carnival ride operators are stocking up on snacks for the coming revolution, and we should be laughing at the mere thought of Cletus and his brother hunkerin' down in mom's basement bunker hoarding Doritos.
Please... bring it. Darwinism needs a helping hand from time to time, and pouring a little bleach into the shallow end of the gene pool would do the species a lot of good.