  I searched deep within my soul for a way to express how enriched my life has become since I made parole was invited to join The Real World Blogger Style,  and I think Whitney sang it best,  only not really,  which is why I made a few slight changes.  I'm sure Whitney won't mind,  especially since she's a crack whore,  and in my experience crack whores don't start many fights over the changing of lyrics to express any warm fuzziness one might feel towards their roommates.  That's just my experience though.  If she calls?  I'm out of the country,  adopting a baby in Guam with my husband Roberto.
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