I took a poll that said I was 99% not the mother of Taneesha. Jealous?
Yesterday I hung out with a buddy and watercolored. I got to keep the watercolor art she did. Jealous?
I don't have a real job right now. jealous?
These diamond earrings that I found on the ground aren't infecting my lobes. Jealous?
My pink-eye attack means that God loves me. Jealous?
I had a dream too Martin Luther King. Jealous?
If I win first prize at any bake-off or dance-off, I win double prizes because I was born a twin. Jealous?
I am afforded the luxury of being casually late to everything without consequence. Jealous?
I don't have to pay luxury tax on the affor-mentioned trait. Jealous?
I smell like kittens...
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
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SO I was totally jealous until the kitten part.
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