Tomorrow is Election Day

Today’s Big Stuff. November 4, 2024.

It’s Monday. Tomorrow is Election Day. Trump gets lost (in many, many ways), the VP team is closing with some fireworks and it’s about that time. 

Be advised: This newsletter uses profanity. And to be honest, it might pray a little tonight too. It will of course be a cussing prayer.

Note: Well, Sexy Patriots, how are you? Yeah, us too. We’ve been overcome by joy and purpose and a sense of hope in these closing days, but there’s just no getting rid of that orange cloud of fear that’s been hanging over us. Well at least not until tomorrow. And truth be told, we feel pretty damn good about things. Trump has completely imploded, and the VP seems to have found an extra gear. The vibes, as the kids say, are immaculate. We believe in our heart of hearts that we are about to win this thing. And there are some people we need to thank for that. 

To all the women Sexy Patriots — thank you. Thank you for saving our dumb asses yet again. We’re so sorry our fellow dudes keep being assholes and making …