You have some deep-seated issues, my friend. Seriously. But apparently, so does my husband . . . didn't actually cry, but he observed a moment of silence at the passing of Mr. Rogers.
On, no Xanax . . . I'm just naturally optimistic. Although I will say that Mr. Rogers always kind of creeped me out. There was something about his puppets that gave me the skeeves.
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