This is the slimy robocall I got:
Nice. The best we got were the guy who lied about having Morgan Freeman's endorsement and the guy who told his party's poll observers to photograph the license plates of all the brown people during the early voting period.
So, I have to say, because I can't anywhere else and life can be awesome and stupid all at the same time...This guy I knew back home who ran a club for all the freaks when we didn't really have a place in small town north La. killed himself yesterday. I'm not even...I don't know, just broke for everyone.
Yet another robocall on the answering machine. I already voted! We vote by mail! Most people have already voted! And I voted for goddamn Patty Murray, so leave me alone, you slimy fucking robocalling Republican PACs.
I'm sorry, Daisy Jane. How awful.
Oh, Daisy, how sad. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, DJ. That's terrible.
I am sad and heartbroken, but ok. I feel worse for my cohorts back in the day who found a place to go.
Oh, Daisy, I'm sorry. For him, and for you, and for everyone he helped.