Jaysis, the Foods Hole was nuts this morning.
I couldn’t tell whether the ravening hordes were preparing to:
(a) Mark the final Thanksgiving before fascism;
(b) Celebrate the impending arrival of fascism, or;
(c) Stock up on four years’ worth of grub that has gotten at least a casual look-see from Big Gummint before all the food inspectors get laid off/processed into Soylent Green@ brand “liverwurst.”
Mad Blog Media 
Guy should have used a Big Mac, with e coli onions, as a weapon.
When Big Macs are outlawed, only outlaws will have Big Macs.
When they go sweet, we go low….
They’ll get my Big Mac from my cold, dead hands. If they do that, pardon me while I whip this out, I will use this full auto McRib with super size fries!
Ok. So now I have this image of iL Oraunch-e’ (aka: pumpkin face) sitting at “no longer his” desk in the Oval Office in January of 2029 and he’s starting to get upset because the folks in the white coats have come to take him away. He reaches into his desk drawer and pulls out a bag with a 2-week old take out order and as he stands to face the soon to be converging whiteness, he shouts “Say Hello to my little Big Mac”.
2029? It won’t take that long.
Tomorrow would work for me.
How about yesterday? Does yesterday work for you? I could go with yesterday, or even last year, or p’raps 2015?
Yes, All of the above. Please Mad Dog, make it go away!