Its been a trying 8 years and the wrinkles that consume his face and the silver hair that frames it could not tell a lie.
Actually sad to see him go; I got tired of hearing him used as the national whipping boy in the months leading up to the election. No matter what your politics, there are some things no one could understand, and diplorable acts aren't allowed by anyone.
As soon as I hear the first keys played it puts a smile on my face. I know they're talking about him, and it brings the smile down a notch as soon as I remember. But it doesn't mean the smile doesn't get there in the first place. Its just so. happy. And in such a funny, not-happy, but maybe if you took a pill or two sort of way.
Hey, it might be wrong, but at least I acknowledge it. As I bounce in my seat and play on the steering wheel inbetween snaps and plenty of gusto.
Ba ba ba ba benzadrine.
20 Dollar Nose Bleed [feat. Brendon Urie] - Fall Out Boy
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