I'm sure I'll be out starting fires and flipping cars on Election Night, so who am I to judge?
P.S. The cheering/shrieking/sobbing, gun-shooting, and fireworks-lighting stretched on until almost dawn, joined by sirens around 11 pm. The streets in my neighborhood were glittery with broken glass this morning.
Photos borrowed from Philebrity.
2 comments:
oh my poor robinson luggage. bitches better not ruin obama's victory! if mccain wins, ah let it burn. i'll be working on my canadian dialect as i head north.
did someone light that man's pants on fire? where did they go?
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