Every day while on my way to work I pass this house. I crank my neck off in an effort to see as much of it as possible. I should probably be watching the road, but it calls to me...
"Hey Shelly, look at me, you know you want me, look at my porch, you wish you had boxwood's in your yard like mine. Check out my grass...it's green. Jealous much? My windows are huge too. You know you want me. "
I guess I really am attracted to cocky jerks. And really, we have nothing in common. ( Except we both have a dead limb hanging from the tree in our front yard.)
Jerk.
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all right, all right, I will get on winning the lotto and buy you that house.
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