….And I love you long and “strwong.”
The “girls” have never been so into me as they are here.
I know that’s it’s genuine because their smiles are so pretty. OMG….what a legacy we left here, we should be feeling pretty proud.
“Hey Mista, you wanna smile? I made you’re daddy really big. “He was stwrong like you are.” Come see my place Mista. We swig the whiskey. It be good, long love.”
I know that’s it’s genuine because their smiles are so pretty. Get me out of this circle, it goes over and over. I have enough guilt, let alone that my father was never, ever in Viet Nam.
Honestly was this the best we could do here? I fear for Iraq and Afganistan then.