What priviledges are you going to give up, Mike?
No more three Whoppers (extra pickles, cheese & mayo) and a Diet Coke for breakfast, delivered by Door Dash?
Mikey lives near me, one county away.
We don’t have Door Dash here.
But I’m sure he has someone fetch his poo poo platers for him as we never see him in any stores.
I’d hide too if I lived in an Ultra Red Area and I’m a Libtard.