Saturday, February 12, 2011

She speaks eight languages and can't say "No" and any one of them.
The finest woman to ever walk the streets.
The greatest thing since they re-invented un-sliced bread.
She's been on more laps than a napkin.
She's so narrow minded that when she walks fast her earrings bang together.
She's so pure that not even Moses could part her knees.
She's the kind of woman who climbed the ladder of success...wrong by wrong.
She's the sort of woman who lives for others. You can tell the others by their hunted expressions.
She's so boring you fall asleep half way through her name.
She never lets ideas interrupt the easy flow of her conversation.

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