…when the vote fairy comes and sprinkles hanging chads onto the head of every sleeping (ha!) greedy, incompetent bastard who thinks he knows better than you how to live your own life.
At least, that’s how it’s done here in the USA, Virginia.
Unfortunately, the one who wins always seems to wake up. Damn! I was pretty sure all political insiders would sleep with their mouths open, since those types never seem to close them when you really want them to.
They assume that the hanging chads are not dropped by the metric ton, which is (to paraphrase an old joke) a crying shame