So..... In 92 when Clinton was elected, and as a conscious person, the only presidents I knew were the Fear Monger Reagan, and Regular Nuclear bomb Drills.... That was a time....
"Get under your desk"...
"but that wont even protect me from fire."
But.... I was at University. I had spent the summer on my uncle's gubernatorial campaign. Becoming intimate with every democratic campaign that year.
but So election night, I drank enough Margarita's that I fell down on something and ripped my hand open, 7 internal stitches 10 external. It hurt the next day.... and I have a scar that reminds me of the Clinton election.
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