November 8, 2020
Please, don't forget, kidz, that no matter how much we want to dash out into the middle of traffic and lick each other's faces (especially if someone has errant chocolate near his or her mouth because they scarfed celebratory chocolate) and do a huge conga line around the entire island of Manhattan and then across the Brooklyn Bridge, and, I don't know, share ice cream cones in honor of President-Elect (!!!) Biden's fondness for the stuff, there's still a pandemic raging. It didn't magically go away on November 4 like a certain motherfucker claimed it would. Be safe. January's coming.