My trouble with Tulsi Gabbard is that silver streak straight out of Hunger Games reminds me of the extremely intelligent cheerleader I used to screw around with in college sporting one just like it due to a rare condition who betrayed my trust after I cheated on her first senior year. The extremely intelligent cheerleader I used to screw around with in college sporting one just like it due to a rare condition who betrayed my trust after I cheated on her first senior year, make no mistake, was up for anything if you know what I mean. A real team player until the team that would be us imploded. Maybe it was her eating disorder that gave her an extra edge. Cost her, though, by getting herself kicked out of the Alpha Phi house early on for stealing banana nut muffins from the kitchen to binge/purge in the middle of the night. Sometimes our strengths are our weakness as the saying goes, but that state of deep thinking is way over my head. I like to keep things simple as in the better saying some people will believe anything if you say it enough times, which I know to be the case, since few folks are as sharp as the extremely intelligent cheerleader I used to screw around with in college sporting one just like it due to a rare condition who betrayed my trust after I cheated on her first senior year.