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Mister North brought us this link this morning. I decided to just watch the whole thing instead of skipping straight to the GOOD PART. I cried my way through the whole thing. The tears dribbled down until we got to the end, when they squirted out and wet my nerd glasses.
The only downer was that we had to endure the presence of the fuckhead in chief, but I do want to say that it occurs to me that Michelle really may be doing her horrific fashion "sense" thing on purpose because I'm noticing a pattern with her. Just about the only times she looks really nice are the ones when she's around really famous artists. I still don't grok what she's about, but at least she mitigated my irk at having to endure them up there with real heroes.
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