A thought to amuse myself at least - hack whatever earpiece they are using to channel Joe's words in the right direction so that he announces Ivanka as his VP pick.

Visualizing the aftermath: A pin-drop could have been heard in the basement's makeshift television studio as the candidate swayed at the podium, urinated, and asked if lunch would be Kraft Mac'n'Cheese today.

"Fuck, what do we do now?" staff began murmuring when suddenly the candidate's eyes sparked back to alertness while he repeated a single word chant, "Pepe....Pepe....."