Two men sat together in a lavish penthouse, looking on at the toiling ants below as they casually sipped their scotch, puffed their cigars, and lit their crack pipes.

"Look at them, Rob! Would ya just look at em! Buncha filthy savages!" Trump scoffed.

Rob coughed profusely and looked up at Trump with his bloodshot eyes.

"Ha! Yeah! Just wait til that fence is built. SEE WHO'S LAUGHING THEN!!!" Rob giggled as he took another puff from his pipe.

"It's a WARLL you fucking idiot. But yes, yes. Those pieces of shit won't feel so high and mighty when they're locked out of this GREAT NATION, now will they!"

"You know, Donnie, I thought about doing the same to the bikers in Toronto. I, I said, one night I said, 'let's just, let's just lock em all up in a pen, man, build some big fuckin' walls, and let them bike around in there til they fuckin' drop. THEN we'll see if they still love their bicycles so fuckin' much! Won't we!' That's what I said, man! And my council voted against it, if you can believe it! Fuckin' councillors, right? Can't do nothin' right!"

"Yeah, sure. Speaking of Toronto, didn't you, you know, fuckin' die up there recently?" Trump questioned his guest.

"Ha! NO!!! That was just Genghis Khan or someone from his stupid family." Rob assured him.

"Oh." Trump replied, before turning back to the window. "This is gonna work. This is gonna work. This, will be my legacy. I'm going to make America great again, goddamnit!"

"HA! YES!!!!! NORTH America, even!!!"

Down below, a crane was delivering the first piece of the wall. A throng of Mexicans yelled angrily in protest.

"Rob...it's time."

Rob perked up and set his pipe down.

"Yes sir...Mr. President."

"I never get tired of hearing that...Mr. Vice President!" Trump replied, grinning from ear to ear.

The two held hands and looked out the window as the crane suddenly made a sharp turn...positioning the wall straight over the crowd of Mexicans. Before a single soul could react, the wall was released, and blood was spilt.

Trump and Ford whooped and hollered, exchanging high-fives and hugs.

"Shoulda watched where they was standing!" Ford chuckled.

"Ha! Right you are my friend! And now...it's time to initiate Project Freedom."

Rob nodded his head knowingly as he and The Donald slipped on some convincing disguises and slipped out into the streets of Mexico.



































































































Far off into the distance, a voice that could only be described as a Mexican Scooby Doo uttered two forlorn, yet foreboding words. "ohhhhh men......."

It is now Day 1. With 21 players alive, it'll take 11 to reach majority. Plurality IS in effect today. The day will end in 24 hours.

Let the lynching begin

FOS drr

##lynch Ahoda

right after i finish watching Canada smack down Mexico in FIBA play this game opens, excellent timing.

oh hell ye!

Where's our player list?

sup

Where are the rules

JJ @ 8/9/2015 23:37

Where's our player list?

Just lynch Vernon..........he's always scum.....even when he's not

Vernon's not on the list! ##lynch Angi

What does plurality being in effect mean?

BadgerMcBeaver @ 8/9/2015 21:22

What does plurality being in effect mean?

Means the person with the most votes at the end of the day will get lynched, even if they didn't get a majority vote.

##Lynch Badger

You bastard.

heyo. anyone got some snacks?