Illustration for article titled Beer, not politics.

I pulled Gary Johnson’s campaign sticker of the hallowed ass of the Vespa and replaced it with a local brewery that I love. Make fun of me if you want, but I preferred a clueless gentle stoner to an orange skinned naricisstic maniac or the annointed successor of a corrupt system.

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Smoke up, Gary Johnson. Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

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