Imagine you are the cabal.

For over 100 years, everything worked as planned.

Everything was under your control.

You say “jump,” they say “spit or swallow?”

For us Anons, these days are torture as we wait for perp walks.

But just for tonight, let’s laugh a little as we imagine the cabal and how tight their sphincters are right now.

Go get em, Q. We’re with ya. We’ve got kegs ready to tap when you finally get em twisting in the wind.