goin' to the chapel
I'm all packed and ready to go. I'm fake-tanned. I have cute pink toenails. I have realized that I'm not a paint-your-fingernails kind of girl. We're going with clear. I have jewelry, underwear, outerwear, shoes. I think that's it. Oh, gift. Have that, too. I really think that's it. I'm off (to here). And I swear to God, Buddha, etc. that if we get there and no one else is wearing black...I'm gonna have ta put tha hurt on someone. Oh, did I mention that I'll suddenly acquire poor grammar and a slight hick accent while I'm there? See y'all tamarra.
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