is me.
not yet as sharp tongued as gwyneth, i couldn't utter the C word just yet. but i'm liberated by the F word. there was once a collective gasp of disbelief when i blurted out my usual, FH loudly on comments about the off season Modric. the F word, the real F word is my solace from the short tempered uptight bitches.
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