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JENNIFER AND JASON

Jennifer and Jason are watching a TV show, one of those competition shows that Jason always has an opinion on, "The judges have no talent " just rich douche bags, he says. She always agrees. 
      An ad comes on its one of the #imwithher ads,it says something about creating jobs or something she doesn't pay much attention anymore . You know she's not good for this country Jason begins, how do you mean ? She asks knowing fully what he was gonna say. "BENGHAZI " Jason continues. What about Benghazi ? She asks feigning ignorance . She knows that Jason knows as much about Benghazi as Lindsay Lohan does. She is a fucking liar and she killed some Americans, babe you know you should read the papers more he says . I see she responds. Jason does not know shit about Benghazi, probably doesn't know where it is or that it is a place. It's something he's just heard on the tele  . 
   He's just one of those people who feel they have to be heard,an actual stupid person if you had to categorize him. She told him a few months ago she liked Bernie Sanders and might vote for him and his response was "Bernie Sanders is a fucking HIPPIE" that was it. She asked him who he would vote for and he said no one then proceeded to rant about how the American government was the enemy and how every one was trying to bring down the country. Jason is a tall black man who wears sweaters,khakis and sandals even in the middle of the summer . He wore a pair of glasses he did not need , sat on the porch every morning with a newspaper he never read , Jennifer sometimes thought to herself that he really couldn't read. He believed in conspiracies ; the faked moon landing , Illuminati secretly ruling the world. Jennifer believed that if he was religious he would say Obama was the Anti Christ. How did she get stuck with him ? A baby. She got pregnant at sixteen with their first son and she stayed since then. Now she is forty-three their kids have gone off to college and she was ready to leave too. Through the marriage she had been to divorce lawyers many times but she loved him too much to leave and the children, she couldn't. He was a good father though. He loved his kids and they loved him .
     Tomorrow she has a meeting at nine with a lawyer, she was leaving him this time for real, no kids to stop her. She glances at him, he is still talking about Hillary and how Barack has betrayed Negroes everywhere by endorsing her. She is a damn criminal and should not be allowed to run that's all I'm saying.Don't even get me started on trump he continues. This is one they both agree on at least " the orange fool" this makes her smile. The show comes back on, one of the douche bags is making an old woman cry....

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