You kind a doubt, because you kinda don't no. Let me guess. your single, overweight, hate men, no everything, and your house is a pig stye, you haven't made your bed in months and you think all bathtubs come with a black ring aroud them, your garbage pails in both kitchen and bathroom are overflowing, the words clothes hangar are not even in your vocabulary, your idea of a good meal is when McDonalds screws-up and gives you one extra pickle on your double quarter-pounder and your eating the fries in the car on your way back to your castle. The one where the weeds are taller than the bushes, two windows are broken out, screen door is hanging on last thread of the last screw. Judge Judy is your mentor of knowledge, and Dr. Phil has become your latest guidance counselor. But then again I could be wrong. But I kinda doubt it. Your not coming in my teepee tonight. Me find new squaw. How-a-bung-a...gd
