Trump had won and myself and a group of friends were milling around outside a bar, drunk as fuck, doing Rick from Rick & Morty impressions(this was before the show was culturally lame), and hearing the news & police helicopters circle around the anti-trump demonstrators.
A late-30s guy was smoking a cig nearby and started saying that we're stupid Bernie voters and this is all our fault. Then he pointed at me and asked
"How much for that guy?"
We were like "what?"
"I want *that* guy. how much for him??"
I was 21 but looked much younger. Thankfully, my friends did not sell me.
