suebe finishes her meeting early (yay!) and got an email from the building management that there is going to be a demonstration across the street and they have a permit for sound! Yay! Crowds, chanting - we fly down the elevator to Bryant Park across the street.
Sure 'nuff, the demonstrators are stirred up and chanting
"Get up
Stand up
Stand up for your rights...
Get up
Stand up
Don't give up the fight...
Stand up
Stand up"
Gerald and I chime right in. We don't care what we're fighting for, we're fighting for their rights! And they all have long purple nerf bats or something that the demonstrators are waving around.
Behind the speaker was the demonstrator's fearless leader, Mr. Count Sir. He kept revving us up, chanting, waving purple bats.
Gerald was getting hoarse, so I took him back inside.
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