I went to Texas A&M where H W’s library is. It’s a… nice building with… uh… museum about him.
Story about H dubs though. I met him. It was at a BBQ joint on the side of the road halfway between College Station and Houston. The town probably has less than 2000 people living in it.
I was meeting my dad for lunch. There were a bunch of suits in sunglasses and earpieces standing in a dirt parking lot full of trucks with rust holes in them.
We walk in and there are H W and Barbara eating brisket.
I hope it doesn’t suffer the same fate as Bush’s library - both books were lost in the fire and he hadn’t even finished colouring in the second one.
I went to Texas A&M where H W’s library is. It’s a… nice building with… uh… museum about him.
Story about H dubs though. I met him. It was at a BBQ joint on the side of the road halfway between College Station and Houston. The town probably has less than 2000 people living in it.
I was meeting my dad for lunch. There were a bunch of suits in sunglasses and earpieces standing in a dirt parking lot full of trucks with rust holes in them.
We walk in and there are H W and Barbara eating brisket.
You had me in the first part. Lmao.
The chandelier really ties it all together