I'm no longer sleepy. Leave it to me to be drop dead tired one minute, and the next filling out these:
It is so flattering to know that such a diverse actor as Eminem will play me. That takes real talent and a serious depth in range.
Some would also say that it would take uterus, but what do they know? Don't let your penis hold you back, Em!
I guess it really was that small.
At 90 years old, I was making some kinda tip. Don't ever let your mama tell you that the corner's not a good place to do business.
I should also add that 90 of the people that attended my funeral were there "in spirit." By the time you're 90, everyone you know is dead.
With all Ho-Bag jobs (refer to previous MeMe) there are occupational hazards. My five STDs would be very good examples of this.
It's not that I can't read, it's just that I choose not to work in my Hooked On Phonics work book. I'm a real thug. We get hooked on crack, not phonics.
Word.
Sorry, I'm still having visions of biting a fake, plastic elf ear. They really know how to turn a girl on, don't they?
Nothing will change. I'll still be a bitch.
Andriea threatens me with the same fate every day at lunch. Chicken fanatics, I swear.
Does this mean I'm a fat slut who's best friend is an imaginary male?
So, are you that lucky porn star? If so, call 1-800-I-Heart-Jesus to set up a free consultation with yours truly.
There's a real self-esteem booster.
This has Bright Future written all over it.
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