Rally? Really!

This Porcine Pustule's rally in downtown Dallas today gets more ridiculous by the minute.

First tickets for the event were ludicrously expensive, then they started giving them away free, then they did email blasts to anyone with a pulse to please come to the party else the birthday boy might has a sad.

Hands-down, the best part for me is that the organizers are forcing rally-goers to drive twenty miles away from the stadium, to Grand Prairie, then then they have to hop on a bus and get ferried back into Dallas. This should take, oh, about two hours, total, considering rush-hour Dallas traffic. If they're lucky

And then, they have to get back on the bus and go back to Grand Prairie once the rally is finished.

Folks, I have read, with great relish, past news items about how Trump rally goers left their respective venues only to find that their buses had left without them. All of them.

Something to do with lack of payment. Bwah-ha-haaaaaaa.

The Big Question is: Why are they forcing attendees to take a bus all that way? My first thought was that this minimized the possibility of car bombs. Now who would do THAT?

Or perhaps it's just a method of keeping the ticket-holders hostage, preventing them from leaving in droves once Dementia Don begins blabbing on about magnets or how he personally held the South Tower up on his broad shoulders, stalling its collapse, while puppies and kittens, tears in their eyes, were ushered into his private limo and taken for ice cream.

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-Lefty