i like dancing, exercising, and pooping. being the center of attention took its toll on me; at first it scared me, but now i kind of like it. now i'm bigger than JLo's head more than just literally. i kind of miss ben's wild bedroom antics. he even liked me more than the cooch. oops..did i just say that out loud?
people who understand that it's not easy being j-lo's biggest asset...oh, i just walked right into that one, didn't i. i am cursed forever. she's a dirty bitch. oh, and janet's right boob. what a devious little monster of a star! she's wonderful. i'll have to kill her. it's her fault they didn't ask ME to be the star of the superbowl halftime show this year.
well, in the past five years, i haven't heard a thing besides J-lo music, so. J-lo.
i usually can't see them, but even i was bored during the Gigli premiere. and i HATE how i look on the poster. now that's all that's left of me and ben. :-(
the MTV VMA's that one year when most of chris rock's jokes were about me. i love the attention. "J-lo came in two limmos. One for her, and one for her ass." perfect!
for some reason i'm most comfortable when she's reading the tabloids about herself and poopoo marc antony. she's a self-possessed whore, i tell you, they're doing it on purpose.
marilyn's ass, for sure.