My name is Bernadette and this is Earl, and we've been voting naked in our nudist commune for years.

Sunnyside Out is actually one of the nation's last surviving majority nudist district's.

When we moved here in the late eighties and felt like a little slice of heaven and we knew we had to vote, we wanted to keep it that way.

It's time to put these differences aside.

Put our penises and vaginas away.

Lost in a landslide.

Pants are oppression.

Since then, candidates have gone another way.

If showing off my misshapen hog isn't enough to convince you that I've got nothing to lose.

- You should vote for my opponent. I'm putting everything I've got on the line, nothing to hide. - That's what I'm talking about.

It used to be pretty cold when we voted.

Not great for my confidence, if you know what I mean.

But now, thanks to global warming and vote early day on October 24th, you could avoid the long lines and the shrinkage.

I read online that a lot of people will be voting from home due to the pandemic this year.

Seems like a great chance for them to try voting naked for the first time.

As for how the pandemic has affected us, a lot of our community activities have translated well into virtual hangouts.

Looks like a tick. Sure it's not a tick?

It could be a tick, Larry's right.

No, it's not a tick, it's not a tick.

- Okay. - Just a regular mole. - Just keep an eye on it.

The neighborhood has changed since they put that fancy new supermarket in town.

So now you get some people voting with clothes on these days.

Other newcomers, they embrace the nudist lifestyle to advance their calls.

It's beautiful to see.

Of course, these days, nobody is completely nude.

We're all wearing masks and taking precautions in the hopes that by Christmas will be able to get back to caroling in the buff.

Safety first.

Just because you can see are assholes don't mean we are assholes.

- Hey, Earl! - Hey, Stan!

- How's it hangin'? - With this breeze? A little northeast.

And don't forget to check your voter registration.

Stan missed the election four years ago.

I won't let him hear the end of it.

Damn, Stan, I didn't think the salons open till phase five.

I'm doing my own weeding thes days.

Voting nude is the purest form of liberty that I can think of – physically, spiritually, politically.

Nothing gets me harder than voting naked.

This year let voting naked, get you hard, too.

Or wet.