Dear Mr. Pence,
Word has it that you thought Colts fans would follow you out of the stadium en masse, in a grand spectacle of support for you and President Circus Boy.
Didn't quite work out that way, did it?
Do you know why? Well, besides the fact that most people have figured out that both of you are just straight-up whack-job fools, your head looks like a sugar skull at a Day of the Dead party.