Hell yeah. That's what we should be watching on that Friday.
I really wish we had boots on the ground though. I have a feeling that the real show will be the crowd. So much performative "grief". So much virtue signaling, one-upmanship, and state of the art malingering.
Imagine if the whole munch crew was there? Meth giraffe, Sick Vic, Kayla, Kat, Beef Swellington, Anelise, Dirty Dani Marina, and etc etc. It'd be a veritable whose who of munchtopolis.
Millions of dollars of unnecessary wasteful fraudulently obtained medical equipment.
We could have a service dog circus for an encore where the munchies pretend that normal dog behavior is actually super special tricks. We could hang Jess and her board on the back wall to save space. Jan Jan could somehow make it about her and Jaquie.
Did someone mention a Kate's farm fountain? Liquid iv shots. Nurses on standby to run iv's. Blindfolded medicine roulette. Pin the catheter into the munchie?
Everyone could spike the punch(Kate's farm) with their favorite narcotic instead of booze. Definitely a ketamine infusion tent in Chelton's honor. Ellen could do tummy time in the corner. Rogue could do standup with her duck and iceberg alters.
It's starting to sound like munchapalooza. Shit, we could do it every year. Make it a tradition.