"I believe awful things and don't mind losing your business." Bro, say no more. You've convinced me to go elsewhere.

"But! Before you go know this!" But I did not want to know this. I am already outside, down the street, in line to get lunch. There's a breeze and a bird lands on my shoulder. "You're good at capitalism," it says. Thanks, bird. I know.

“Biden counties are 70-80% of GDP? Telling all them to eat d*** will help me nail down the other 20%!”