Thursday, August 28, 2008
After last night, I realized I still have a crush on Bill Clinton. I always thought of him as the sly frat boy who turn politician overnight. There's something about him that still gets me.
Maybe the power, the accent, or his cigar. I don't know...he still sexy to me. If I was in Monica's shoes (or dress) , I would've kept it a tight. No one would've known. All I would ask for is my student loans to paid off and a house for my mama.