Imagine: a revelrous crowd assembles disquieted by their patriotism. A song is heard over the boisterous crowd, “… I’m proud to be an American…” The crowd screams in anticipation as the Don takes the stage. What’s this? POTUS is wearing some sort of backpack connected by a tube to some sort of gun!? The Don raising his hands pantomimes “Who wants one?!?!” The crowd goes absolutely crazy, everyone yelling for one. Just then a “Thwunk!!” is heard and a small white projectile emerges from POTUS general direction. A white blur extends from the Don to a lucky rally goer who catches the object. The crowd hushes. But what is it? The rally goer unravels the object to the excited and expectant adulation of onlookers. They hold it up to the crowd. Everyone can now see It’s… it’s… a “Q” tshirt. The crowd erupts into cheers of joy and laughter. A rally cry instantly sweeps the crowd “We. Are. Q! We. Are. Q!” POTUS smiling ear to ear delivers 15 more “Q” tshirts into the crowd. That makes a total of 16 Q shirts. But, what happened to the shirt that would’ve made #17? That one is on its way to me, obvi.

“Imagine”