"Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent."
Remember that song?
I was walking home after disembarking from the slave ship, and I thought about my friend saying she met a cutie on Match.com. Then I was saying to myself how I might do it to meet new people. I think I have had my share of my gangsta, Timberland wearing types for now.
Hey, what if one of them is like an entertainment industry guy or a Wall Street fella? If I can't make the paper myself, I'll find someone with enough paper to give me a little. So this week I am gonna enroll! I hope there are some cuties with some loot please. My biggest concern is that they will be pint sized. The internet fellas often are.
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