Took the whole family to vote Tuesday night, and the election judge was very kind to give an "I voted" sticker to each of my children. At which, of course, the SNAG in me could not resist joking "wow, with all of these ineligible voters around me wearing 'I voted' stickers, I feel like I'm back home in Chicago."
Now I know what you're thinking; thankfully, my children are still alive and well. Thanks for asking!
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