Before I went to the convention,
I thought I would watch a minute of it on the TV.
And then I discovered why I am simply off...
To The Next Convention!
TO THE NEXT CONVENTION
I wanted to stalk the Republican party convention tonight to drink some of the reddest blood around.
All the angry testosterone and angrier estrogen in that place is just the thing my ancient bones needed.
But then, I looked at the audience there on my TV screen and what I saw there made me to sad to go eat.
Zero diversity in the food source there... all stiff and bloated white blood... zero ethnic spice... I think I'll wait to haunt the Democratic convention!