We are stuck in nasty LA traffic, and somekid needs to go potty.
Waiting in line for the women's restroom at Jack in the Box, a 50-something African-American lady in head-to-toe red, white, blue, and Trump starts talking to me:
"I pay my taxes, so I told them to go clean those nasty bathrooms! I am a taxpayer, dammit! I pay my taxes and I want my clean bathroom! I can't believe they think they can get away with that! Can you believe it? You look like a taxpayer! Is a dirty bathroom acceptable to you! No, ma'am! That's our hard-earned money! We're taxpayers! You feel me, right? We're taxpayers!"
I can't even.
Nice Trump shirt, hat, and button, ma'am.