The beauty of the versatility of alcohol is that imbibing large quantities of it is suitable for a celebration as well as for drowning your sorrows. So I plan to start getting lit well before the returns start coming in. Who’s with me? 
Re thread title: starting early, eh? 
LOL, nope. Hit the liquor store earlier, but it’s being kept in reserve.
I’m set, with parental responsibilities planned for.
It’s a night, so yes.
I have a fresh bottle of Malört ready to go for just that purpose.
Since crunk is a form of hip-hop, and since anything Trump dislikes must be good and worthwhile and tasteful, and since Trump clumsily expressed his disdain for hip-hop earlier tonight, then yes, I think I’ll get me some crunk.
Ipso facto, as William F. Buckley would say.
Yeah. Prolly gonna call in sick tomorrow. Either way, it’s hardly going to be celebratory. Hey guys, newsflash: even if Clinton wins, while the nightmare will be over for now, the same fundamentally broken media, disinformation machines, and insane half of the country will still be around. There’s no cause to celebrate. Win or lose, tonight I’m drinking to drown my sorrows, win or lose, and then depending on who wins I’m going to go listen to this file:
(Spoiler because possibly NSFW)
Or probably just jump on the train tracks.
Never heard of it. Is it new?
Awesome. 
Yeesh, party pooper! 
I will be hugely relieved if Hillary wins, and if we get at least to 50 in the Senate, I will be thrilled.
LOL! **JM **FTW. 
I’ve never heard of it, but I know it’s fancy from the umlaut.
I’m drinking something sort of fancy (for me, anyway): I’ve got a six of a chocolate milk stout, and a four-pack of a Belgian dubbel. My wife will be rocking her usual, hard cider.
#21stAmendmentSolutions
Ha! Brilliant.
That was just the word I was going to use!
I gotta work until 10pm pst, but this after that.
Whether I end up celebrating victory or drowning my sorrows, I’ve still gotta get up for work Wednesday norming, so it’s gonna be one small splash of scotch and off to bed.
“Norming” might now be my favorite endrunkened slur.
Here ya go. Far from fancy.
I said several days ago, to another audience, that I was going to vote, visit Knob Creek, and see if I wake up in America.
Not sure I can watch any returns. At all.
If there were anything whatsoever that could get me to vote for Trump…
Tuesdays are set aside for not drinking.
I will set up the fancy bong, however.