#SecondCivilWarLetters
— Tea Pain (@TeaPainUSA) July 4, 2018
My dearest betrothed,
It is the eve of battle here in Bowling Green. The enemy is so close we can smell their Old Spice and citronella tiki torches. We have awaited an anticipated attack for days but have only encountered mispelled tweets and dank memes.
Dearest Mary,
— Josh Jordan (@NumbersMuncher) July 4, 2018
Today we spotted the enemy. They tweet with strength but walk with flags of fallen movements of the past.
This war might be easier than previously thought. Please have avocado toast ready upon my return from battle. Will take an Uber home.#secondcivilwarletters pic.twitter.com/VXdjyTeETF
Dearest wife,
— Fredd @ OCC Booth P4! (@freddgorham) July 4, 2018
Quick thinking saved my platoon today from the Red Hats as we erected a barrier out of Hillary’s e-mails, since they still can’t seem to get over them. War is Hell. #secondcivilwarletters
"The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little." - FDR