For the children in Africa

A long time ago, when I was back in high-school, we had this absolutely, amazingly, incredibly wacko career counseling class. And we had to fill in the empty gaps on a ‘poem’ that sounded like “I am happy because…/ I like myself because…/ I cry because…” And there I was, yawning and growling and having the urge to run, when I heard one of my classmates say: 

Sooo Jealous

‘You all want to seem so natural, but in fact you’re nothing but some shabby bitches’

The words of wisdom come from this lady:

How to Pick Up Chicks aka How to Be a Good Christian

Apparently, the main attraction of the Baptist church in my neighborhood are its christian girls. But let me start this properly.