Dear Q / DJT,
With two minutes remaining at the end of the second quarter of the upcoming Super Bowl, please interrupt the programming with the EBS you've been planning for years.
Not only will hundreds of eyes be watching, but family and friends will be gathered and half shit-faced. Moreover, you will supersede the satanic halftime show.
I can't think of a better time to red pill the fuck out of sleeping normies.
You're welcome,
BATP