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RIP To Barbara Bush

Anyone who has known me for longer than an hour knows that I love Barbara Bush and George HW Bush. I’ve long said that they are what the French write about in Renaissance literature as being #CoupleGoals.

Barbs was the straight shooter. George, while stern when needed, softened over the years to the point where his facial emotions matched those of his love letters. I, like President Bush, am a crier. I often weep for those whom I love. Tonight is no different. Tonight, we all shed those big tears except for Kmarko. He’s too busy accusing me of murder to cry all because of my blog earlier today.

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Very unfair.