It sure is a crying shame then that you didn’t bother to record any of that before it became a politically popular issue here on FR.
Then your tale would like like something other than a transparent effort to patronize the true believers with an “I was at Woodstock!” story.
What’s worse is that None of my old friends remember me asking them to bring their photos downtown Waikiki to see this guy
I wish I remembered everyone I asked, it would have been only 6 people or so, and I am not in touch with them all anyways, so...
It is impossible to prove, and I genuinely dont remember the guys name who I spoke to
But I absolutely remember because I was going to go back with pictures, and i remember most of what we talked about, too; he was born in mombassa, raised in Indonesia, living in Hawaii with people other than his parents, that he wanted to be president
I’d pass any polygraph.
I wonder why that is?