Greensboro, NC. Greensboro City Councilwoman Marikay Abuzaiter (D) was arrested this morning on charges of conspiring to rig the 2020 general election throughout the entire state of North Carolina.
According to FBI Special Agent Adam Israel Iseeall, Ms Abuzaiter was one of several who had plotted to mail packages to every Republican voter in the state of North Carolina that would explode just days before the election releasing gases that would induce weeks long temporary comas in an effort to make North Carolina Republicans sleep through the 2020 general election.
The FBI did not say how far along the conspirators had gotten in the process or if Republicans are still at risk.
Councilwoman Abuzaiter, while not admitting guilt, said, "The time has come when we must get rid of Donald Trump by any means necessary. If that means drugging Republicans then so be it."
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